This is our longest chapter by far…hopefully it makes up for the drought of Edward/Bella. Oh, and the jazzersizing, old man nudist actually exists and works in my library. Ponder that one…

A quick shout out to withthevampsofcourse for her very inspiring photo of henry...and for her general smut goddessness! And also to all the ladies on twilighted...ya'll are my idols!

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EMPOV

I had gone to the library, hoping to find Edward so we could go out and hit a couple of bars. Instead I had seen Rose, sitting at a table surrounded by books and papers. She was so focused on her work it gave me a minute to watch her without having to figure out what to say to her. She had been all I could think about since that night.

When she had given me that speech, that bullshit about being busy with school and not wanting to be distracted, I was shocked. But when she mentioned the other guys right after I had admitted that I felt something special for her, it hurt. I have never felt that way before. The whole night was different for me. I knew that neither of us was exactly pure, but what we did, what we shared, was new to me.

She had felt something too, I was sure of it. I had the notion that she was just used to being on her own, that she didn't want to have to share some of herself with me, or anyone else. This was a new situation for me, to be honest. I was used to girls trying to get me to stay. The fact that she had tossed me out on my naked ass was confusing, to say the least.

I would have to ask Edward what it's like to have to convince a girl to go out with you. He would know. Of course, the way things were going with his "Library Girl" he was proving himself to be pretty ineffective. Living like a monk was not good for me, but I just couldn't bring myself to sleep with anyone else. Now, I had gotten a blow job from some random girl in the bathroom of a bar last week but that hardly counts against me. I was practically a virgin by now.

Rose must have seen me standing there and she stood up, walking over to me. Just the way she walked was sexy, almost like she was stalking prey. Damn, she was hot.

"Hey, Emmett. How's it going?" Her voice was light, friendly.

I understood that she was making the effort, so I figured I could be civil too.

"Not much, looking for Edward. I was going to see if he wanted to hit some bars, look for some girls to entertain us." If she wanted to act like what happened was nothing I could go along with it. We'll see if it bothers her that I am headed out to pick up chicks.

Her jaw tensed, almost imperceptibly. "I think he was planning on studying tonight. You may have to find someone else to go trolling for girls with." Was that a touch of anger in her voice?

"Well, I'll see what he thinks about the idea."

I noticed the girl from the bar, the one Edward had been talking to, walk out from the shelves with Edward right behind her. She looked pissed and headed straight over to the desk in the middle of the room.

Edward's head was down as he walked towards us and he looked confused. When he glanced over at the desk, to see where she had gone, I dawned on me that she must be his "Library Girl". Well, at least I understood now why he was spending all his time here. She was beautiful in an approachable way, not as gorgeous as Rose but I could see the attraction.

She was headed for the elevators when she tripped and I ran to catch her. She looked up at me, her brown eyes wide with shock. It was a nice boost for my ego when she blushed at me, looking at my arms around her waist.

"Man, you are hilarious! You do realize you just tripped over nothing, right?" I said the first thing that came to my head. Edward always said I had trouble editing. I snorted at her and she did it right back, warning me of her propensity for hurting herself and others. I liked that she came right back at me, not trying to be flirty or fake. This girl was cool.

When I had her back on her feet she leaned over to smooth her skirt down, affording me a nice view of her tits. What can I say, I am a guy and it was definitely a nice view. She caught me though, and when I didn't try to excuse myself she laughed again. I figured I should introduce myself, and she told me her name was Bella.

I turned to see Rose and Edward headed over, neither one of them looking too pleased. I realized that this could work in both our favors so when Rose asked Edward to go out with her, I decided Bella and I should tag along. Rose was playing it up a little too much to be subtle, leaning on Edward's arm when she asked. He was too busy checking out Bella to notice, which made me happy. I know he had told me that he wasn't interested in Rose, but it was hard for me to believe. Seeing how he was reacting to her though was convincing me.

"Why don't we all go out? Edward, you can go with Rose and I can give Bella a ride." I wondered if he would read anything in to that.

He agreed quickly, so I turned to Bella to find out when she would be able to leave. It was settled, Rose was heading to her apartment to change, taking Edward with her. I wasn't too happy that he was going to her place, but there wasn't a whole lot I could do about it. Bella said she would be able to leave straight from work. I was surprised she didn't feel the need to go home and primp before going out. She was cute, funny AND low maintenance.

When Bella got off work a little while later, we headed to the bar. She seemed nervous, but we joked around a lot and I think it helped. She was asking about the team, apparently she knew Alice and had been filled in on the family. She told me about her job, and how she had a coworker at work that was bothering her, following her around, coming up on his days off. She sounded a worried about it.

"Well, I would probably follow you around too, if it were me. You are a lot cuter than that old man that used to work there when I was in school. The one with all the ear hair and the really bad teeth? He was crazy."

She snorted, "You think he's crazy now? Wait until you hear what his hobby is…it's a real shocker."

"What, jazzercise? I could totally see that guy in a leotard and headbands!" Actually the image of him in that get up was creepy but I would have paid to keep that image after she replaced it with one even more disgusting.

She was laughing so hard she could barely talk now, so I had to wait until she could catch her breath for her to tell me what was so funny.

"How about him being part owner in…drum roll please…a nudist colony?" Her face was red, and she was hysterical.

"No way! Shit, that is the most awful mental picture I have ever had!" I had to laugh though; this guy was not at all what you would think of when picturing nudists.

Shaking my head to get the image out, I noticed we were close to the bar. I parked the car and when we got out, I offered Bella my arm. I was thinking mainly of trying to keep her upright with the hope that Rose wouldn't like it, but Bella just laughed.

"I know what you are doing. I can walk on my own two feet, you know?" She had her hands on her hips.

"Really, Bella? I am not so sure about that. I watched you trip over nothing earlier and almost face plant. We need to make sure you make it safely into that club and there are like three steps you are going to have to deal with. I can see you having some trouble with those." I smiled and stuck my arm out again, "Come on, it's for your own good."

"Whatever, suit yourself. But I am just as likely to bring you down with me!" She gave me a doubtful look, before hooking her arm through mine.

"I'll just have to hold on extra tight to you." My last comment was said within earshot of Edward and Rose. And they both swiveled to face Bella and me at my words.

When we got inside the bar was crowded, so I offered to go get us all drinks while they found a table. Bella insisted on helping me, leaving Rose and Edward to hunt for a place to sit. The bar was crowded and it was difficult to get up close enough to order. I just elbowed in and put Bella in front of me so that the bartender could see us. It was a guy, and he was very busy.

I leaned down to whisper to Bella, "You know if you used some of your feminine wiles, it may get that Bartender down here faster."

"Feminine wiles? Is that what the boys are calling them these days?" She glanced down at her cleavage before looking back up at me. One eyebrow was raised and she looked a little uncertain.

"Listen, not trying to sound crass, but you're hot. You should use that to your advantage. I mean, I can vouch for you, you have nice tits, you should enjoy the benefits they can bring you." She just laughed at me as I talked but by the time I finished she was blushing.

"Ok, well, if I have your word that they are up to Bartender-luring standards, we'll give it a go!" Smiling, she leaned very far over on the bartop and whistled for the bartender. He looked around to see where the noise came from, and when he spotted her he did a double take. He finished up the drinks he was making at a much faster pace than he was previously exhibiting and hurried towards Bella at the first second he could.

"See, I told you." I leaned close to tell her. When she turned to look at me, her face was close to mine and I could feel her breath on my cheek. She quickly turned back to face the bartender and I looked in the direction of our table just in time to see Rose purse her lips and whip her head away angrily. This just may work.

We got our order and headed back over. The conversation at our table was stilted and I could tell Bella was still a little nervous, she was drinking pretty fast. I couldn't imagine she had a very high tolerance, she was so small.

A waitress came by our table with shots of Royal Fuck, and Rose jumped up to buy us all a round. She said that she loved it, the shot, and just couldn't get enough. When she turned around and asked Bella how many she could do I wondered what she was getting at. Bella said that she hadn't really done a lot of shots since college but she was up for it. They downed several of them quickly, and I was pretty impressed by Bella. We sat and talked for a little while before the song "I Kissed a Girl" came on.

Rose stood up, and grabbed Bella's arm.

"Oh, I love this song! Come and dance with me."

Bella looked a little surprised and I stood up.

"Emmett, this is a girl's only dance, okay? Come on, Bella." She smiled seductively at her. before dragging her off.

Edward looked at me stunned and I'm sure I had the same expression. We watched them walk out into the crowd and start dancing. After a minute, Rose moved so that she was dancing behind Bella, looking straight at me. She wrapped one arm around Bella's waist and started moving their hips in time together.

Bella just kept dancing, seemingly unaware of what Rose was doing. But when Rose shoved her knee between her legs, she turned to look back at her, wrapping her arms back around Rose's neck. And smiled.

I heard Edward gasp, but couldn't take my eyes off of the girls to even look at him.

Rose dragged her free hand up Bella's body brushing along the side of her breast and Bella closed her eyes, a dreamy look on her face.

Edward stood up, before sitting back down.

"What the hell is Rose doing?" His voice was strained.

"I don't know, you want to go out there?"

He was up and headed out there before the words were out of my mouth.

I followed him, and when we got to them, Rose gave me an innocent look.

"You guys want to dance too?"

Edward grabbed Bella around the waist and had her pulled close. She put her arms around his neck and was leaning on him. I guess her shots had kicked in.

I was pissed that Rose had used Bella, but more than a little turned on by how she had done it.

"Get over here." I growled before crushing her to my body.

"You liked our show? I thought you might be a little jealous that I had gotten farther with your date than you had." Her voice was teasing but her lips were in a pout, giving away how jealous she was.

"Well, I already knew you were into lots of partners but I didn't think you would have picked on Bella of all people." I was still upset at her.

"Why, because she was with you tonight?" She practically spat the words at me. "That's funny, I seem to remember you bringing someone else to the bar the night we fucked. So that seems a little like a double standard to me."

"I didn't say anything about sleeping with Bella, not that I think that's what you were planning. I just don't like the idea of you using her to make a point."

"Oh, so now I am using people?" She was staring at me in the eyes, "Do you think I used you that night?"

"No, I think you felt what I felt. But it scared the shit out of you."

"You don't know what you are talking about, Emmett. You don't know anything about me, honestly."

"Honestly? I do know that we connected and then you pushed me away. No, I don't know everything about you, but it doesn't mean I don't want to know."

She gasped, her mouth opening and closing like she was trying to find something to say when finally she grabbed my neck pulling me down to kiss her. Her lips opened, drawing my tongue into her mouth. Sighing, she ran her fingers up into my hair, scratching at my scalp. I picked her up, wrapping her legs around my waist and headed for the door, tossing my keys to Edward on the way out. We had things to talk about, after we worked some of this tension out.

BPOV

"Well, that was fun." I turned to Edward who had a stunned look on his face as his date made her way out of the club with his brother. I thought he kind of liked my company? Oh well, didn't matter, I was drunk.

When he didn't say anything I decided I should continue. "You want to get out of here?"

He had a smile on his gorgeous lips now as he turned to me, "Where to?"

"Your place?" His face fell. Oh, or not. I was making him uncomfortable. I snorted and slapped his shoulder, "Don't you wish!" Nice Bella, way to recover.

Boy, he is hard to read. He goes from groping me in the stacks and all but dry humping on the dance floor to looking like I suggested committing a string of homicides when I mention going home together.

"Oh…well, then where?" he looked like he was disappointed now. I must be really bad at reading people. Or maybe I am just really bad at reading people after that many drinks. Eh, whatever.

Okay, so something safe…"Food?" I smiled up at him, his green eyes dazzling me. Does he know he does that? Being able to look into a girl's eyes and get her panties wet, that is like a super power or something.

Why wasn't he saying anything? "Um, or we can just go, I can get a cab or something…" I didn't want him to have to drive me all the way home if he didn't want to. Now I was drunk and uncomfortable.

As if finally remembering I was there he shook his head, "No, let's go get something to eat."

"You sure? We don't have to…" He rolled his eyes and spun me around so my back was pressed against him and began walking us towards the door. I am sure he was just trying to keep me steady and on my feet as we left the bar, but wow. His body was as extraordinary as his eyes, if that were possible… Oh God, I had to stop that.

I thought about Em and Rose and what they might be doing by now. She may be a bitch, but she was a lucky bitch. Angry sex is so hot, of course at this point, any sex would be great. I sighed.

We were outside now and I felt Edward's breath on my ear, sending shivers through my body. Was there anything about this boy that didn't make me want to jump him? "What are you thinking about?"

"I am thinking I am totally wasted," and that I want you – naked – now. I giggled. Yep, I'm gone.

He placed me in the seat and reached over me to buckle me in. I leaned forward and put my arms around his neck loosely as he was pulling himself back up right and whispered a quiet "thank you" into his ear. He froze and I smiled against his face, playfully I nibbling on his earlobe. It was my turn to flirt. Abruptly he stood up, hitting his head against the roof of the car. I couldn't help but laugh. "Wow, I think I am rubbing off on you. That was remarkably ungraceful." That was a good reaction, right?

His eyes were huge but so was the crooked grin on his face. He didn't say anything as he closed my door firmly and made his way around the car. I watched him as he walked in front of the vehicle and he looked as though he was adjusting his pants that were suddenly a bit tighter. Did that turn him on? Maybe this night would be more fun than I thought.

Once in the car I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was so hot, and here I was alone with him, drunk, horny and going to a well lit public place. That makes so much sense! I tried to talk myself into telling him I wasn't joking about going back to his place but I didn't want that awkwardness to come back. We were riding in companionable silence now, I could handle this. Where was that courage that was supposed to come with all that alcohol?

We arrived at a very typical greasy spoon type dive very shortly. Damn, well lit like I thought, and pretty busy for it being so late. So much for the flirting. I pulled the door handle and tried to get out of the car but seemed to be having trouble getting up. He was at my opened door watching me, chuckling. "Bella, you have to unbuckle yourself." Oh man, I have to sober up before he begins to think I am an idiot.

After finally getting out of the car he put his arm around my waist keeping me firmly by his side. Humph. These guys must think I can't walk by myself. Okay, well, in all fairness, I have not had the best track record lately, but really, I can walk across a parking lot. I tried to move from his grasp but he just held on tighter, seemingly enjoying my struggle. "Just humor me, I don't want to take a drunk girl to the hospital with a cracked skull," he said as he adjusted me so that I was securely against him again. I conceded, it really wasn't a bad place to be.

He moved us to the corner of the restaurant placing me in the booth and took his seat across from me. He almost looked nervous as he stared at me, though what did I know. I was sloshed; the room was too bright and more than a little blurry.

A waitress made her way over to us after a few minutes handing us our menus while turning around and shouting something towards the kitchen. She pulled a notepad from her pocket, looking bored until her eyes met my companion, "Hello, what can I get you?" She asked Edward in what I assume was her "seductive" voice, completely ignoring my presence. Whore.

"I'll take a coffee," I said a little too loudly, "and some water," I finished and shot her a smug smile and wink.

Edward's eyes never left me as he echoed my order. "What was that?" he asked once she walked away.

"Nothing," I murmured. Whore.

"So, Bella?"

"Yes, Edward?"

He sighed and laid his forearms on the table, entwining his fingers in front of him. "Tell me more about you?"

"What would you like to know? I am a klutz, but you have seen that first hand. I work in the library. I studied British Lit, I sometimes teach a class…" I listed off all of the pertinent information.

He laughed, "I know all that, tell me something I didn't know already." I think you are hot; I want to take your clothes off with my teeth, and ride you until we are both spent and shaking…these are things he might not know.

"Like?"

"Tell me about your family?" he asked after a small pause.

"Well, my dad is a cop, the chief of police in a small town in Washington State; he is great if somewhat distant. My mom is a teacher in Florida; she is married to a guy way too young for her and acts like a child most of the time but I love her none the less." Well, I don't guess all that detail was necessary.

He smiled at me, "Wow, I think that is the most personal information you have given me since you told me your name."

"Ah, actually, I don't think I ever told you my name, I think you must have heard someone else say it," I teased.

Just then the waitress came back with our drinks and took our order still only looking and speaking to Edward who continued to only look at me. It was quite a stand off.

Once she left Edward began to ask me more questions. Very random stuff and because of the alcohol I found myself answering candidly.

"What was your Masters thesis on?" he asked as his questions about my parents wound down.

I took a bite of my food that had come and looked up at him. "Shakespeare."

He chuckled, "Let me guess, Romeo and Juliet?"

"Uh, no. Henry VIII actually. Why did you guess that, do I seem like a cliché?" I narrowed my eyes at him. I actually loved Romeo and Juliet, but why was he so sure of himself?

"Just the opposite really." God he has a great smile.

"So, what was with the dancing this evening?" Curiosity in his eyes.

It was my turn to laugh seductively, "You like that?"

"Yeah, along with every other guy in there," he said shaking his head.

I thought back to Rose and her dancing. I knew what she was doing, but who cares. She got what she wanted, it wasn't like Em was ever interested in me, it was all about making Rose jealous. Edward and I had been used. I should be upset, but I think I got the better part of the deal; I wouldn't want to have to spend the evening with Rose…

"You want to know a secret?" I leaned across the table, lowering my voice. He nodded. Was I really going to say this? Was I this drunk? Yep. "So, Ang, my roommate and I…well, back during undergrad, we sorta picked up a guy at a bar once and you know…" okay, maybe I am not that drunk. I looked up at Edward; his jaw was almost on the table, I guessed I had said enough.

Blushing, I looked down at the table.

Suddenly my courage was back. I was sobering up and knew if I was going to do this I had to do it now. I slid my shoe off and began to slide my foot against his leg. At first he didn't react, I watched him as he watched me. I guess I needed to be a little less subtle. I slouched down enough that I was able to run my foot up between his thighs right to his crotch. That got his attention.

I smiled wickedly at him, his eyes about to come out of his head. "Bella?"

"Hmm?" I looked at him innocently.

"Ohh…fuck," he almost growled, his breath was heavy and I could feel him stiffen as I lightly brushed my foot between his legs. It was awkward, but I didn't know how else to get what I wanted right now.

He looked around, I was afraid he was trying to find an escape, when suddenly he stood up. I dropped my foot back under the table to find my shoe, watching him. He quickly threw some money on the table, bent down, his lips hot against my ear and ordered, "Bathroom. Now." That was enough to almost make me come before he even touched me.

He did not wait for me as he almost sprinted to the back of the restaurant. I followed close behind at a much slower pace. It wouldn't do for me to fall down right now; Edward was in no condition to be there to catch me. As I got to the bathroom doors I paused, did he want me to just walk into the men's room? Had he gone into the ladies?

I didn't have to think about it long before his arm shot out of the men's room and pulled me in. He turned the small lock on the door and then pressed me against it. His lips found mine and he ground his erection into me. When he released my lips his mouth trailed down my chin to my neck where he began sucking and biting me. I wasn't sure how much more I was going to be able to take.

I maneuvered so that my hands found the front of his jeans and I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned them, reaching my hand into his boxers grabbing his hard cock. I began to stroke him. He moaned my name against my neck as I continued to work my hands against his length. I couldn't believe I was doing this, in a restroom no less, but I was too turned on to even consider stopping.

Before I realized what happened Edward pulled my hands from him and pick me up, my legs wrapping around his waist automatically. I pushed my wetness against his arousal and he gasped. "Bella…that feels so fucking good…" He had no idea.

He moved us across the room and I soon felt the cold porcelain of the sink against my legs as he sat me onto it. He grabbed my ankles and removed them from around him; I already missed the feeling of him against me. He crushed his lips against mine again and then I felt his hands on my breasts, massaging them through my shirt. He didn't linger long; he stealthily moved both hands to my thighs, running his finger tips against the edge of my panties, my skirt already pulled above them.

A shiver of pleasure ran through me when he pushed my already dripping underwear aside and slid a finger into me. It was my turn to gasp. Instinctively I arched myself against his hand setting the pace as he pushed his finger into me; his thumb rubbing circles against my clit. Soon he added another digit eliciting a yelp. His mouth against my collarbone, he put his free hand over my mouth, "Shh, Bella, let's not get caught," he whispered, his voice so low and sexy, his breath so sweet and warm on my face. I felt my muscles contract against his fingers immediately and I climaxed.

Catching my breath as he continued to touch me, I felt his hard member against my leg. My turn…and I couldn't wait. Not after what I had felt when I had stroked him before. Just the though made me ready to go all over again. But instead of finding pace with his hand I pushed him away.

He gave me a questioning look and I just smiled. "Your turn." I hopped off the sink and stood in front of him. I ran my hands against his neck, reaching up and kissing him gently before helping him shrug out of his jacket. I took it and let it fall in a pile at my feet. I looked up at him again and he brought his mouth to mine. We shared a very passionate kiss and then I released his mouth, taking the opportunity to run my hands through his already messy hair. Then I decided not to waste anymore time and lowered myself to my knees in front of him making sure my hands traced every surface of him as I went.

As he realized what I was about to do, I heard him inhale sharply. Was he holding his breath? He took my breath away, but could I possibly do the same to him? I shook off the thought and eagerly found my prize. He was still incredibly hard and very large. I took him in my hand and began to stroke him slowly. Edward staggered slightly as he leaned against the sink, wincing slightly when his ass made contact with the cold stone. I pushed his pants further down his thighs so I could see him better. Boy, when God made him, he didn't miss a detail. I licked my lips as I moved my face close to him, taking the head of his cock into my mouth still stroking his length.

"Oh, god Bella…Oh, fuck…dammitt…" the string of profanities left his mouth in a whisper. I took them as confirmation that he was enjoying himself. I smiled at him as I bobbed my head against him, taking all that I could into my mouth. He was gripping the sink until his knuckles were white when suddenly he gently pulled me away from him right before he released, being very careful not to make a mess. I couldn't help but giggle at him.

"What? We don't want any tell tale stains, now do we?" he voice was serious but his eyes were mocking. I just shook my head at him. Suddenly I was very tired, stifling a yawn in my hand. "Let's get you home," his whispered in my ear, making my body tremor in his arms.

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Oh lord, I swore off that much alcohol a long time ago. After 21 it is just silly to drink that much. I began to stretch myself out when I realized I was being held down by something heavy. I blinked my eyes opened, trying to focus.

Shit! I closed my eyes hoping this was only a dream. I remembered the bar and the bathroom last night, but I thought it had all been a dream; surely I wouldn't have thrown myself at him like that? He already thought I was a tease and a slut…after that breaking hearts comment yesterday…

I'm so stupid. I really liked this guy.

I took a deep breath. What's done is done. Nothing I can do about it now. He would just have to think what he would about me I guess.

I slipped out from under his arm, throwing a pillow in my place so that maybe he wouldn't wake. It worked. I was still fully dressed in Alice's clothes so I found my shoes and purse and tiptoed out of his room and out the front door. As soon as I found my bearings I called Ang. It was that dreaded call of shame, where I had to admit I had ended up somewhere where I didn't have a way home. I hadn't made one of those in years, but here I was. I knew he would give me a ride, but I couldn't even think about facing him now.

Ugh, what about later when I would inevitably run into him at the library?

Ah, poor stupid Bella!

AC: Take that haters! Oh, wait, they are still going to be a little mad.

AN: Well, we couldn't give them everything they wanted...what would they come back for?

AC: The smut.

AN: Oh, yeah, that's true...but still...

AC: At, least Edward and Bella got a little face time, or actually hand and mouth time, but whatever...