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EMPOV
I couldn't believe the girl Edward had brought with him. Actually, girl was the wrong word to use. She was a damn angel; beautiful face, blond hair, with long, tan legs. Shit. Those legs were going to put me in the hospital, my heart felt like it was being squeezed. Was it possible to have a heart attack because you have just seen the sexiest chick ever? What was Edward saying?
"Yeah, she is nice." He shrugged.
Nice? He must be going blind from reading too many law books, that girl is more than nice.
"She is just a friend, Emmett. We met in the library and I think she is nice. I don't want to sleep with every girl I meet."
He met her at the Library? Really? I underestimated him and the library, apparently.
And this nonsense about not wanting to sleep with her, shit. I wouldn't waste any time just sleeping with her, either. No, there were far too many other things I could think of doing to her, with her, under her, on top of her, the list was endless.
He brought up the girl, Lauren, that I was with, when I asked if Rose was available. She was someone I had seen occasionally, but we were by no means exclusive. I wasn't the type to hang with just one girl at a time. But for Rose, who knows, she would be worth it.
I wasn't going to let Lauren stand in the way; she was probably grinding on some other guy by now, or even some girl. She had been known to do that occasionally. And on some of those occasions I had been lucky enough to be there, help the girls out a little. But not tonight, no. Tonight was about Rose. She was smart and seemed tough; I was actually a little intimidated by her. My normal witty banter wasn't going to cut it with her. She probably thought I was just a dumb jock, but that's okay. Let her underestimate me. It might work to my advantage.
Moving towards the dance floor, I tried to look for her. Edward was helping me look, but when I turned around he was gone. I spotted him talking to some chick with long brown hair. I wondered if it was his library girl. He had been practically stalking her for weeks, going to the library almost every night. I was surprised he wasn't farther along with her. He wasn't the type to mess around waiting on a girl. Whatever. As long as he wasn't interested in Rose, I was happy.
My eyes were scanning the dance floor looking for her. I finally saw her, dancing near the middle. Some guy was creeping up on her, looking like he wanted to dry hump her leg. Well, that ain't gonna happen. I was going to get that guy away from her if I had to throw him across the bar. I sidestepped the girls who wanted to dance with me while making my way across the dance floor, and I made it to the middle just in time to hear Rose rip the guy a new one.
"You better back your skanky ass off of me before I personally see to it that you are pissing through a tube for the rest of your life." She had stepped away from the guy, right back into my chest. Her surprise at running into me gave the guy a chance to disappear before she could humiliate him any further. I would like to think that seeing me come up behind her scared him off, but that was all Rose. This girl was fierce.
"Care to dance, Rose?" I held my hand out towards her, as gentlemanly as I could.
"Well, at least you asked first." She moved closer to me, almost touching and began dancing again.
I was at a loss for words, trying to think of something charming to say when Rose asked, "So, you are on the basketball coaching staff? Who do you work with? Or are you a trainer?"
I mumbled what I hoped passed for an answer, "Yeah, I am a trainer for the team."
She continued, "I heard there were a couple of good recruits this year, can't wait to see them in action. That transfer student, what was his name? Jacob, that's right, Jacob Black, he is supposed to be amazing. What is he 6'7"? He will really help round out the offense, with the way you run. I heard he was a pretty good rebounder, too. You guys need that. If you got more rebounds, more second chance shots you would have won a lot more of your close games last year." She was shaking her head, a grim look on her face.
My jaw hit the floor.
She was into basketball? Not that there weren't women interested in basketball but most girls would just smile and nod while I rambled on about the team or a game we had played recently. I wasn't used to talking to a woman that seemed to know as much as I did about the team.
She went on, talking about more about the point guard we had stolen from Michigan, and the star freshman center we had coming in this year, asking if he was going to get much playing time, and how the senior center was handling the competition, since she obviously thought he needed to be replaced.
Next thing she's going to tell me is that she's into fixing up cars. This woman was my freaking dream girl. And I could barely speak around her now. I needed to get a grip.
Suddenly I became very aware of how close we were. They say you can tell a lot about how some is in bed from their dancing, and wow, she could move. She was just so sure of herself, so in control; it was a complete turn on. I was trying not to be handsy, I had heard first hand what offending her could lead to. I never usually worried about coming on too strong but I had a feeling that if I didn't watch out it would be over before it started with Rose, and I definitely wanted to avoid that.
My stupid brother. He must be the biggest idiot I have ever met. Everything about her screamed perfect. Her hair, her legs, that ass…okay, I am way too close to her to be thinking about these things, she would notice if my pants got any tighter.
I had to talk, I know my silence was making me look like a dumb ass at the very least, pair that with my ogling and the drool that was probably running down my face, I must look like a retard.
She was quiet now and I was still struggling to find something to say that wouldn't reveal me as the moron I was. Before I could think of anything she smiled at me, looking up at me through her eyelashes and every thought I ever had melted. "So, Emmett, you and Lauren?" Oh god, now I would have to explain her away without sounding like a jerk.
"Yeah, uh, we go out sometimes, nothing serious." Did that make me sound like a sleaze, especially since I was obviously trying to flirt with Rose? Who cares! Rose was still smiling at me; she looked at me like I had answered her question correctly. Hell yes! I am in.
She moved closer, whispering into my ear, "Good, I was hoping you would say that."
"Oh, really?" I could play this game, flirting is what I did best. Now as long as she didn't ask anymore basketball related questions I should be alright. "Now, why would that be? Do you think I am cute?" I meant it to be sarcastic but I couldn't keep the nervousness out of my voice.
She ran her hands down my back, dragging her finger nails lightly, her hands resting on my ass. I couldn't stop myself from shuddering.
"Puppies are cute, babies are cute, Valentines Day cards that grade school children exchange are cute." Her voice was the same breathy whisper as a moment ago, before it lowered. "You are not cute."
I pouted, acting hurt. "Well, then what am I?"
Pulling my hips to hers, she ground herself against me. "Fucking hot."
I couldn't speak. I could barely breathe. She kept pressing against me, her breasts rubbing my chest through our clothes. I could feel how hard her nipples were, how excited she must be. I finally gasped out loud, to which she responded with a low and sultry laugh.
Ok, we have to leave before I threw this girl down on the floor and took her in front of the whole bar.
I started looking for Edward, so that I could tell him we were leaving. Wrapping my arm around Rose's waist I guided her towards our table. He was headed out to the dance floor with the girl he had been talking to. Great, I didn't want to stop him now, not after he has been pining over that chick from the library for the last couple of weeks.
Rose grabbed her purse, and put her hand on my chest. "I am going to run to the ladies room, I'll be right back." And she stepped away quickly, lost among the crowd.
I ran my hand through my hair, trying to calm down. I didn't know if I should ask her back to my place, take her to her place, just pull over on the side of the road and see what happens. And I had to worry about Edward. He had met Rose here, but I know they had talked about her driving him home. I, of course, had offered to take him home; it was just the brotherly thing to do. That I didn't want him in the car alone with her.
A hand slid across my lower back, and I turned to see who it was. Lauren.
"Um, yeah, I was going to come find you, but I think Rose and I…"
"Don't worry about it Em, I have made a few friends tonight and I was going to tell you that you are welcome to join us if you want." She smiled suggestively and nodded at the buxom twins she was dragging behind her.
"Sorry, Lauren, not tonight." If Rose hadn't been here, I would have been out the door with Lauren and the twins, but I was getting the better deal.
"Ok, see you around, Em." The three women walked off, swaying their hips and clinging to each other.
"Get a better offer?" Rose looked in the direction of the retreating girls.
"Nope."
"I don't know, could have been fun. I haven't ever been with twins." She looked thoughtful.
My mouth was dry and I had to remind myself to breathe as my mind was flooded with images of Rose with the twins, Rose, the twins and I, but just the image of Rose and I was enough.
"I think we can manage without them" I know we can manage without them.
I finally caught Edward's eye, and I waved him over. We had to figure out how he was getting home, so Rose and I could get the hell out of here.
"What?" He sounded put out that I had called him over.
"Listen, I am going to have you take my car home with you, and I will get a ride with Rose." I looked at Rose to make sure she was okay with the arrangement, she nodded her approval.
"Fine, whatever. I'll call you tomorrow about dropping it off." He looked over at the dance floor, searching for the girl he was dancing with.
We could see her from where we stood, dancing with her friend and several guys that had moved in to surround her. She was laughing as she danced, and more than once one of the guys would have to grab her arm or put an arm on her waist to steady her. She wasn't the most graceful dancer out there; that was for sure.
He sighed and turned back towards us, "I guess I'll just head home too."
I handed him my keys and headed for the door, pulling Rose behind me.
EPOV
After I had set Bella back on her feet, I moved next to her at the table.
She motioned to her friend, "This is my roommate Angela. Angela, this is Edward, Jasper's roommate."
I reached out to shake her hand, "Nice to meet you, Angela."
Angela smiled, "I have seen you around the library. Bella, Jasper and I all work together."
I nodded at her and then leaned in closer to Bella. "So, fancy seeing you here…no work tonight?" I already knew this because I had recently left the library, after sitting for hours like some kind of stalker.
"Nope! I am free and clear so we decided to have a girl's night out, no boys allowed." Her eyes were twinkling as grinned at her friend before swinging her gaze back to mine. I guess that's why Jasper wasn't out with her. Conveniently enough for him. "No studying or research for you tonight?"
"My brain was crashing so I had to give it a break, let it defrag." I couldn't stop smiling at her; I probably looked like a moron.
She snort laughed at me, and I had to join in. Not that my little joke had been funny but her snort was so ridiculous I had to laugh along.
"Hey, are you laughing at me?" Her eyes narrowed, and she bit on her bottom lip to stop herself from smiling. "After all the help I have given you…that's it, no more, mister. I am cutting you off." She sliced her hand through the air in front of her, knocking her drink off the table and onto my pants. "Oh, shit! I am so sorry! Why do I always do that?"
"You 'cut' people off a lot?" I inquired, wiping ice off my jeans.
"No, I am a complete mess, always knocking things over, people over, myself over. I am truly a danger to society." She moved to wipe the spot off my pants with some napkins from the table. "I should have a giant sign across my shirt blaring 'Warning, approach at your own risk!'" My eyes went straight to her chest, lingering on her cleavage until I realized she was brushing the wet spot on my jeans.
I jumped back, blocking her hands. The last thing I needed was her brushing her hands across my crotch. I was having a hard enough time around her already, hard being the operative word here. "It's okay, I got it." I coughed to cover up the yelp I had given when her hands touched me. "So, how are things going with Jasper?" Do you know he is cheating on you already? Was that subtle enough?
"Good! He is totally helping me so much! I was really nervous about leading this class in the English department and he has been great, I don't think I could do it without him. He is so busy, but he didn't mind at all taking time to work with me on my lesson plan." She was rambling on about him like he was some kind of academic hero; I couldn't believe he was at home right now fucking someone else. If Bella were mine, she wouldn't see the floor of my bedroom for at least a few weeks, unless we never made it to the bed. The image of her, naked on the rug in my bedroom, open and waiting…
I had to stop thinking these things.
"That's great." Yeah, great. I wondered if I should tell her what he was doing earlier, what he is probably still doing. She would be really hurt, and I didn't want to be the one to do that to her.
"Well, I think Angela and I are going to hit the dance floor, so for your own health and safety you should probably stay far away from me!" She was laughing again, heading towards the crowd of people dancing.
I stood for a second, trying to decide what to do. Should I go dance with her? Would she think I was a jerk for dancing with my buddy's girlfriend? I sure hoped not.
Following her, I stepped into the crowd. I quickly caught up to her and Angela. They were dancing close to each other, and I squeezed myself in next to them.
Bella looked surprised, her eyes open wide. "Willing to risk your life just to dance? You will be sorry!"
"I am willing to risk it." I whispered into her ear. She blushed and looked away from me. I tried to catch her eye again, but while she danced she would close her eyes, and just let herself go.
Watching her as she moved, lips parted, cheeks flushed, I thought back to that first night we had met. I have never been as turned on by someone as I was that night, but tonight seeing her dance, watching her at her most free, was quickly surpassing that night.
She wasn't kidding when she said she could be dangerous, though. It wasn't that she was a bad dancer; she was just a little reckless. Her arms were constantly bumping into people and she almost seemed to be bouncing. I grabbed her hips, bringing her closer to me.
Laughing, she shook her head around, her hair flying. She smelled so good, even in the middle of a smoky bar surrounded by hundreds of sweaty people. I tried to lean in to smell her hair, when her head moved suddenly, hitting me in the face.
"Oh! Are you alright?" She put her hands on my cheeks, her eyes searching my face for damage. "I did warn you. I think I got your nose.' Her finger brushed across the bridge of my nose, and it became really hard to breathe.
"I'm alright." I kept my hands on her hips, holding her body to mine. I was better than alright, it felt so good holding her close, that I didn't notice any pain from my nose.
"I'm so sorry, I am such a mess." Her voice was soft and a little breathy. "Can I get you anything?"
"You could kiss it, you know," my voice was low, and my eyes were burning into hers.
"To make it better."
Someone bumped into her from behind and when she crashed into my chest, I grabbed her arms to steady her so that she wouldn't fall. She looked down, taking a deep breath, before turning her head to look over her shoulder. She cocked her head in the direction she had been looking and pointed. "I think your date is looking for you."
I looked in the direction she pointed, to where Emmett and Rose were standing, looking for me. Emmett waved excitedly at me; I guess he and Rose had hit it off.
I excused myself and went over to find out what was going on.
He let me know that I was taking his car home and that he was leaving with Rose. I told him I would call him tomorrow, to give it back to him. I had walked to the bar since it wasn't far from my apartment and didn't have my car with me.
Once that was settled I turned to look for Bella. She was still dancing, only now she had a couple of guys next to her. One of them was keeping her from falling and she obviously was having fun, laughing with them.
I decided to call it a night and head home. Sighing, I took Emmett's keys and headed for the door.
When I remembered what had driven me out of the apartment earlier I cringed. At least I wouldn't have to listen to it all night thinking it was Bella in there. Then I wondered if she would go home with one of the guys she had been dancing with. They probably wouldn't try to flirt with their roommate's girlfriend. Why did Jasper have to ask her out first?
Asshole.
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