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EPOV

My head was throbbing. I rolled on to my back and ran my fingers through my hair, closing my eyes tight to try and block the red haze though my eyelids that told me the sun was up. I stretched my arms wide, lowering it back them back to the bed I felt a warm body beneath my right arm.

Shit, I thought to myself. Opening my eyes wide, staring up at the celling. I instinctively shut them again against the burn of the daylight, then opened them again, reaching up and fisting my hair. I stared blankly at the celling. What the fuck happened last night?

I finally willed myself to look over at the girl sleeping beside me. Her back was to me and she was wearing only a pair of my fucking boxer briefs. Fuck, it was very possible that I had sex with her. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This wasn't happening. I hoped I'd used a condom, hoped I hadn't actually slept with her. This was not how I wanted this to happen. I wasn't saving myself per se, I was just waiting for the right time, with the right girl. This wasn't it. This wasn't her. Fuck.

Her dark hair was wild across the bed and littered with white fluffy stuff. What the fuck are those? Feathers? I realized the bed and surrounding floor were covered in feathers. Fuck, my fucking pillows. I always brought my own down pillows whenever I slept anywhere, it was weird, but it helped me sleep better. Now my pillows were destroyed and I have no idea why.

I groaned and closed my eyes again, staring back toward the ceiling. At the sound of my groan she stirred slightly. I should get out of the bed, I didn't want her thinking this was more that drunken sex. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, before slowly raising myself into a sitting position. Fuck my head hurt. I glanced back over my shoulder, deciding to take one last look at this girl, so I'd have some details to give to Emmett and Jasper. That's what guys did, right?

If it had to go down like this, I guess I had done pretty well. This girl's body was amazing, she was slender but had curves in all the right places. Her hips rounded out just enough to make her look womanly instead of looking like a little girl, and her ass was perfectly round and firm. Her whole body was firm and muscular, and tan, like she belonged lounging on a beach somewhere. I couldn't see her breasts from this position, but planned on telling Em and Jasper that they were huge if I didn't get another look at them. I had to assume I'd seen them last night.

Suddenly she stretched an arm up over her head. "I'm not wearing that," she mumbled. I almost asked what she was saying when I realized she was talking in her sleep. I chuckled silently, Bella had done that.

Wait a minute. I leaned toward the nearly naked girl lying beside me, holding my breath.

Oh shit!

I was wrong about one thing, this was the right girl.

Her eyes were still closed in sleep, but I knew when they opened they would be a deep chocolate brown I could easily get lost in. Her lips were a soft pink, and though they stood out less on her heart shaped face now that she was so tan, they were still perfect and I wanted more than anything to press mine against them. She was easily the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life and I was deeply in love with her.

I jumped out of the bed, fighting the urge to wrap my naked body around hers, hold her close to me and kiss her everywhere, repeating over and over again how much I truly loved her. I walked backward into the bathroom not wanting to tear my eyes off of Bella's beautiful body. Bella. Bella in my bed. I had to be dreaming. I would wake up any minute. I ran my hair through my hair, before finally turning my back to Bella and heading into take a shower.

I stood there in the stream of hot water trying to remember the finer points of the day before.

I had seen her drinking with a blond by the pool in the afternoon. Seen her. Ha. I swear I felt her. Sitting there I felt a magnetic pull, a need to look up and to my left. I did and there she was. My beautiful Bella all tanned and toned in a bikini, it was more of her than I'd ever seen at one time and it was on display for everyone. Men were looking at my Bella, and I remembered, she wasn't mine anymore. Hadn't been for a long time. I gave Emmett and Jasper some lame excuse and got up and left.

I hid out in my room for awhile, sitting there with a black box in my hand, absently flipping the lid open then closed. I'd carried that box with me for almost 4 years. I was completely lost in thoughts of Bella till Emmett came barreling through the door connecting our rooms. I hastily shoved the box under a pillow and reminded myself to lock that door later.

"I just talked to Bella, but I'm sure you knew that didn't you?" Emmett asked me.

I shrugged, "I thought you might."

"Edward this was your chance and you ran away."

"My chance at what Em?"

He grinned, "Bella." Emmett the fucking incurable optimist.

"I don't have a chance." I shook my head at him. I knew that as much as I loved her there was no chance of her ever feeling the same way again.

Thankfully Emmett had let the conversation go when Jasper knocked on the door. I'd met Jasper a few times, he was Emmett's friend he'd met while at The University of Texas. Jasper having finished up a history degree was looking to teach high school and relocate. Hence this trip, Jasper had a job offer in Seattle, I had large apartment and an extra room, Emmett thought this would be a good way to get to know each other.

We showered, dressed and headed out for our dinner reservations. Emmett had insisted on doing Vegas right. That kid had seen Swingers way too many times. Suits were required attire. Mine was black, charcoal button down and a gray tee underneath, no tie. We were having Kobe steaks and lobster at the Grand, then a limo would take us to Fremont Street to check out old Vegas. Emmett was like a big kid, he couldn't vacation without doing it all. Trips with him were exhausting.

With my coat draped casually over my shoulder we exited the restaurant and stepped into the nearest bar for a scotch. In the bar I felt it again. She was here. I exhaled slowly, ignoring the pull. Not that it would matter if I looked or not, Emmett would spot her soon. I downed my scotch and ordered another. I needed to be really drunk, really fast. I'd ordered number three before Emmett spotted her.

He elbowed me roughly, "Eddie," he jerked his head up, pointing his head in the direction of the magnetic pull I still felt. I rolled my eyes at him, before giving in and turning around.

Holy shit!

The dress was short, thin white fabric with lace crossing her back. It plunged low on her chest, lightly covering her perfect breasts then flowing loosely over her small frame, leaving just enough to the imagination. I groaned lightly as my eyes ran over her, my hand ran through my hair. Bella's heels gave length to her slender legs. And I was thankful weren't too high as I knew how clumsy Bella could be, and I knew the alcohol would only worsen that.

And Bella was drunk. I'd seen her drink before, at parties back in high school, but never like this. She was swaying, squealing and laughing crazily with her blond friend. She was loudly enacting some story, and reached both arms up over her head causing her dress to shoot up several inches, inches that her dress couldn't bear to go up. At this a man near the girls approached. I swear I let out a growl, just as I saw Emmett fly across the bar toward her. He blocked my beautiful Bella from my view, and also thankfully the view of most of the bar.

I ordered another drink. Placed my elbows on the bar and my head in my hands.

Usually at this point of the night, I'd be feeling pretty good, less inhibited, less Edward. But not tonight. Not with Bella right there, her arms wrapped tightly around the neck of my best friend. Hanging there with Emmett's huge hands on her waist, causing the short dress to rise again, one fraction of an inch and her ass would be visible. Jealously flared inside me instinctively, I knew Emmett wasn't competition, I knew the odds of Bella saying more that one word to me were slim. I pinched the bridge of my nose my fingers, before lifting my glass and draining my glass.

Jasper joined Emmett and the girls. Bella grinned at him widely in greeting, falling out of Emmett's arms and stumbling forward. The shared a round of shots before Emmett, shot me a dark look and waved me over.

I drained another glass and stood. Fuck. I was drunk. My legs felt heavy as I dragged myself across the bar. Emmett stared as I approached, "What the fuck dude," he hissed under his breath. I shrugged sheepishly in response. "Bell, Rose. We've got a limo waiting to head downtown, wanna come with us?"

The two girls grinned at each other, then Bella's friend caught sight of me. "Is this the Edward?" she attempted to whisper. Bella turned her head, seeing me her smile slowly faded from her face. Then returned quickly when she turned back to her friend.

"Rosalie Hell," Bella slurred, "this is the Edward."

"Ah, the Edward, so," she paused, "Hum, interesting, yeah, interesting to meet you." Rosalie and Bella burst out laughing. I ordered one last drink, before we headed out.

This is where my memory unsurprisingly gets fuzzy. I remember sitting beside Bella in the limo, her thigh touching mine occasionally, made it hard to think as did the alcohol. As we neared our destination, Bella lulled her head backward on the seat closing her eyes.

"You're not fucking passing out on me now bitch!" Rosalie yelled, throwing herself into Bella's lap.

"Oh my God, Ro." Bella's head snapped forward and her eyes flew open, she draped one arm across Rosalie's lap. She looked over at Emmett who eyes were about to pop out of his head. "Hey Em, Rose wants to fuck you, but is afraid Alice won't like it." Bella slurred.

"No one has to tell Alice," Emmett responded with a laugh.

"Alice would know," I said.

Bella's head swiveled toward me. She looked surprised, as though she had forgot I was there. As she looked at me her eyes filled with sadness. It hurt in my chest to look at her, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. "The Edward," she said softly, "You broke my fucking heart."

My stomach rolled as I remembered. I heaved, then jumped out of the shower making it to the toilet just in time.