A/N:

I fucked up trying to post the link to Bella's dress in the last chapter, so here it is again. The freakum dress :-)

www(dot)edressme(dot)

I also forgot to thank coachlady1 for being the most awesomest beta and friend a gal could ask for *hugs*

I don't own Twilight. If I did, Edward would have manned up and destroyed James on the spot at the baseball field. His destruction would then be followed by four straight chapters of smutterific lemons.

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What should have been a three minute walk to Edward's car took more than 15 minutes. When he wasn't pushing me against the brick wall to kiss me senseless, I was sucking his neck and tasting any skin that was within mouth's reach.

When he realized how little ground we'd made, he chuckled and dragged me to his car, swatting away my roaming hands as we walked.

"How much did you drink tonight, Bella?"

I giggled. "Uuuummm... IDK."

He raised an eyebrow and smirked at me. "IDK? What's that mean?"

"Edward... Oh, I love saying your name. It's so... You."

"I'm glad you like saying it because I love hearing you say it." If he smirks again, I'm gonna have my way with him right here on the pavement. "Now, what does IDK mean?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not know and you said it?"

I laugh loudly and a very unladylike snort erupts from my nose. "IDK means 'I don't know,' silly goose! LOL!"

"Okay, I know what LOL means. But now my question is, why are you talking like we're in a chat room?"

"Oh, Club Guy, there is so much you wish you knew what I know but didn't know because I do know but don't want you to know."

There's that smirk again. I stop in front of him and put my hands on his chest.

"I want you," I tell him, biting my lip while gliding my hands around the planes of his torso. Oh, he feels so good.

He roughly rubs his hands over his face and mumbles a low "Fuuuuuck," before gently grabbing my hands and lowering them.

"Bella, I want you too. You don't even know how much I want to be with you. But we can't do that tonight. You're drunk and--"

"I'm not drunk, Edward. Tipsy? Yes. Drunk? No."

"Okay, I believe you. But the fact remains that we just can't be with each other in that way. Not tonight."

"Why?"

He sighs. "Here's my car." He walks to the passenger side and opens my door for me.

"Thanks," I say quietly. Silently wondering why he doesn't want to have sex with me tonight. Maybe he's old-fashioned.

He quickly walks around to his side and opens the door. When he gets in, a gush of air follows and the scent of his cologne envelopes me. I inhale deeply and smile, basking in Edwardly goodness.

"You smell so good. What cologne is that?"

Another smirk. Le swoon.

"It's called Blue Seduction." The word seduction coming from his lips makes my lady bits tingle a bit. I cross my legs to try and stifle the feeling.

"What do you want to listen to?" He points to his iPod and I pick it up.

"Just a warning, I have some questionable stuff on there and I don't want any sass from you about it."

"Sass? Ha! Okay, no sassin' will come from these lips," but hopefully some moans will be coming from them later.

"Justin Bieber?"

"Hey, no sassin', remember?"

"Touchy, touchy. I didn't even say anything."

"You implied."

"I did?"

"You know you did."

"Hmm... Miley Cyrus?"

"It's catchy!"

"Mmmm-hmmm..." I give him the side eye. "Taylor Swift?"

"I like the video," he shrugs.

"Yeah, it is pretty cute. I like the song, too."

"Oooh! I freakin' love this song!"

I put the iPod back in its place as Jamie Foxx's "Can I Take U Home" fills the silence of the car.

"So, Miss Bella, which way to your place?"

I give him directions, close my eyes and listen to the song.

"This is the perfect song. It really describes how I felt when I first saw you. You were so beautiful, sitting at the bar. Everyone else disappeared, and you were the only thing that mattered. The only person in my world." He takes a deep breath. "I tried to find you, you know."

"I never thought I'd see you again," I say sadly.

He reaches over and grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips. I close my eyes and relish the feeling of his warm lips on me.

"Your friend, Alice, found me." My eyes widen in shock.

"She did?!?!" I shriek, then quickly cover my mouth, embarrassed by my outburst. But shit, I can't help it. Alice?!

"Yeah, she had a pretty hard time, too," he chuckles. "She let me have it when she found me, for putting her through so much trouble. She sure is a teeny little firecracker."

"That she is," I agree, laughing. "All two feet of her!"

"So, you never wondered how I knew your name?"

"Hmmm, I guess not... weird. I was just so caught up in seeing you, everything else just... didn't matter, I guess."

I pick up the iPod to choose another song.

"Oooh, Tenacious D! Love them!"

"Which one will you pick?"

"Do you have a request?"

"Nope. Just wondering which one you like the best."

"I can never decide between 'Dude,' 'Master Exploder' and 'Greatest Song in the World.' I like 'Baby,' too."

I decide on "Dude (I Totally Miss You)" and sing along, gleefully. Tenacious D just makes me happy for some reason.

"Did you think about me?" Edward asks. I stop singing and turn to face him.

"Every day, Edward. A day didn't go by that I didn't think of you. The connection was... is... unreal. I've never felt anything so intense. It's like... I just have to be near you, touching you..."

"I feel the same way, Bella, really," he sighs. "I was driving myself crazy, thinking about you. Where you were and what you were doing. And now I finally have you. It's surreal. Like a dream..." He kisses my hand again and a smile breaks across my face. I feel like I'm floating. "I almost didn't make it tonight. There was a pretty bad accident and most of the roads were blocked. I almost lost it, not knowing if I'd make it to you on time."

"I waited for you, hoping you'd be there. I stared at the door all night. I didn't think I'd ever see you again."

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting. For not trying harder to chase you that night. For not trying hard enough to find you."

"Don't be silly, Club Guy," he looks at me questioningly. "Well, I didn't know your name, so I called you Club Guy in my head," I smile at him. "As I was saying, don't be like that. No regrets. We're together now and that's all that matters."

"I agree, 'Moany,'" he smirks playfully at me.

"Moany?!"

"You had the sexiest moans. Drove me damn crazy that night. I still can't get the way you sound out of my head." He averts his eyes away from the road to look at me suggestively and I blush.

The next song comes on, "Master Exploder." I silently breathe a sigh of relief because the conversation was getting a little heavy. And by heavy, I mean he was making me horny. I laugh (which is usually my reaction when a Tenacious D song plays) and turn up the volume, singing loudly, playing air guitar.

"I do not need he does not need a microphone! A microphone. My voice is FUCKIN' POWERFUUUL!"

Edward joins me, laughing through the lyrics.

"I did not mean he did not mean to blow your mind to blow your mind, but that shit happens to me all the tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime!!!"

I thrash my head, flinging my hair around, playing the hell out of my air guitar, really getting into the song.

"Take a look take a look tell me what do you see? Tell me what you see? We got the pick of DESTINYYYYYYYYY! AAAAAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!"

When the song is over, I'm slightly winded and Edward is doubled over the steering wheel, laughing and gasping for breath, trying to keep his eyes on the road.

"Sorry. I really get into that song," I blush.

He laughs even harder. "Yeah, I can kinda tell."

"Oh! Here's where I live! Turn right here."

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After entering my place, I got drinks for Edward and myself. He sat on the couch and I laid down and put my head in his lap. He took my hair down and played with it, running his fingers through it, massaging my scalp. We sat like that for who knows how long, smiling affectionately at each other. No words were needed. I was perfectly happy staring into his gorgeous eyes. But of course, I couldn't stay quiet for too long.

"I love your stubble," I tell him, reaching up to touch it. Mmmm.

He looks surprised. "Really?"

"Mmm-hmm. You should keep stubble on your face at all times. It's very sexy. I love your sideburns, too. And your smile. And the way your eyes squint when you laugh."

"You are drunk," he laughs.

"Am NOT!" I hit his chest and he stops laughing. The way he looks at me, eyes hooded, makes goosebumps erupt across my body. I grab his shirt and pull his face down to me. I need to feel his lips. Taste him.

We share a slow and passionate kiss. Tongues mingling, learning and exploring. His hand travels down my side, lightly grazing the side of my breast and I moan into his mouth. His touch sends a jolt through my skin. His fingers slowly continue their journey and I'm panting in anticipation. His hand stops on my hip and lazily makes its way to my ass. He slowly, gently kneads my cheek.

He breaks the kiss and gets off of the couch, rolling me onto my back, giving me a chaste kiss. Standing up, he takes off his shirt, eyes never leaving mine. I look down at this new, delectable skin that has just been revealed to me. My eyes are glued to his chest. Giggity. Defined pecs, pierced nipple, bulging biceps, six-pack abs... and the "v"... dear God, the "v." And is that a tattoo?! Oh, plump baby Jesus, he has a tattoo! I have to look away before my uterus explodes. My eyes slowly travel back up to his eyes, drinking in the view as I go.

He throws his shirt across the room and looks like he wants to devour me as he slowly lowers himself on top of my body. I'll gladly let him. Anything to be closer. My hands reach up to feel him, dragging my hands around his torso, making their way to his muscular back. I pull him closer to me and he dives for my neck, expertly licking and kissing and nipping, driving me crazy. I lift my left leg and wrap it around his back to pull him closer still. Every point on our bodies is touching and his erection is exactly where I want it. I tighten my leg around him and grind on him, trying desperately to get what I need. I need him. He moans into my neck at my brazen act. His moan will be my undoing. I don't know how many more of his moans I can take.

"Bella," he moans into my neck. Oh my...

I reach my hands down and grab his ass, pushing him even closer.

"Edward... I need you. I need you..."

All of a sudden, he stops his movements. Everything is still.

"Edward?"

"Bella... we can't. We can't do this," his voice breaks like he's in pain.

"Why not? What's wrong?" I bring my hand up to caress his face. "Please look at me. Is it too soon?"

He gets up, still not looking at me, and puts his shirt back on. I quickly sit up and pull my dress down, feeling slightly ashamed and embarrassed. He plops back down on the couch and starts tugging his hair, his breathing is labored. I sit quietly, rubbing his back waiting for him to talk to me. The silence is deafening and scaring the shit out of me. He drops his face onto his hands, and tries to calm his breathing. After an eternity, he speaks through his hands, so low, I have to concentrate to hear him.

"Bella... oh, God, Bella. We-we can't... I can't-I... Just, please. Please just hear me out, okay?"

This can't be good. I can feel my hands shaking, a slight sweat breaking out across my forehead. My lip just may bleed from the force my teeth are using to bite into it. He brings his face up from his hands and looks at me with watery eyes. Oh, shit.

"I... I have a girlfriend."

And just that quickly, my heart shatters. My soul is broken. I can't breathe. Can't. Breathe.

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*runs into hiding*