A/N: Hey guys, sorry for all the weird updating patterns I have going here, I know it's been nearly two weeks since I last updated…I'M SO SORRY! I'm going to start getting into the story a little faster now, so I'm just letting you know. By the way I love Chance, just thought I'd say that…best perfume in the world!

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I don't own anything in relation to Twilight but you all know that!

EPOV

She offered me her arm and I pulled her to me. I put one hand on her lower back and the other one was holding her hand. I loved the feeling of her against me; she smelled like Chance by Channel, I leaned in closer inhaling her scent.

"You look beautiful," I complimented her. I glanced up into her eyes and she blushed. I smiled at her brightly; she looked more then beautiful. That amazing dress, which enunciated her curves and hugged her figure, suited her to perfection.

"Thank you," she said looking down, I hope she didn't notice my stare. We continued dancing to the song, Sway by Michael Bublé. It felt like magic, like it was just the two of us, like no one else was there. I leaded and she followed. We were like two birds in the sky, soaring together, high above…like nothing else mattered.

Slowly, I leaned in towards her, aware of what could happen, what the consequences could be, yet I still did it. She leaned in too, my heart accelerated, my breathing hitched, adrenaline rushed through my veins. We were so close, our faces just inches apart.

I could feel her breath on my face, I breathed in an unsteady gulp of air. I was fully aware; that what I was doing was wrong…what we were doing shouldn't happen. There were so many people around us, so many witnesses; anyone could see us. Yet some how I didn't care, when I was with Bella nothing else seemed to matter but her. It was as though my whole world rotated around her, around us. I leaned in further, daring. I was crossing the lines, and I knew it. But I was helpless, and the feeling was so startling.

"Bella," A voice behind us said. I looked up to see Mike Newton. Bella straightened up quickly and broke away from me gently, while I loosened my grip on her. "Are you ready to go?" He asked her in that sickly sweet voice of his, I wanted to kill him so badly. He must have noticed something, and if he did he didn't show it.

"I'm ready, when you're ready," Bella replied in a distant, yet somewhat embarrassed voice. I turned to her gaze and saw Tanya. She was dancing on one of the tables, clearly drunk. Her top was pulled up and tied into a knot just below her chest; her stomach was shamefully exposed. Her former, elegant bun had now been open so that her strawberry blonde curls were twirling around her face.

Her black formal pants hung low on her waistline, and the whole arrangement looked rather askew. What the hell, what was she doing. "Ummm excuse me one sec," Bella said rushing of to where Tanya was.

I watched as she helped her off the table and took her into the corner. I barely registered that I was meant to be doing something like that, but I was frozen in shock; I could hardly move, and my mouth hung open in disbelief. Beside me Newton was standing there with a similar expression.

This wasn't like Tanya at all. Tanya was smart, sophisticated, a little hostile but sweet all the same. She was currently bouncing up and down in her seat while laughing like crazy. The whole restaurant was starting at.

Bella was trying her best to calm her down, though that was not an easy feat to accomplish. I quickly made my way over to them. "Ummm, is she okay?" I asked a little stupidly. It was obvious that, that was not the case.

"She's just drunk, she'll be fine," Bella said smiling up at me. She was so calm, as if this sort of situation had happened to her many times. Mike joined us shortly, tripping as he did. This caused Tanya too laugh even harder.

"Ummm, if you want, you two can go…I'll take it from here," I said a little awkwardly to them. This was quite some situation I was in; my drunken girlfriend was rolling on the floor laughing, while two of my employees were standing there helplessly and confused. They both nodded, unsure of what to do, and walked off together. I was Mike wrap his arm around Bella's waist, and whisper something into her ear.

I sighed, and tried to stop Tanya from laughing. I pulled her up to me, and she immediately wrapped her arms around my neck. She rested her head on my shoulder, her eyes drooping a little. I groaned in frustration and pulled her with me, I paused to leave a couple of hundred dollar notes at the table. With all the trouble we caused them, they deserved a lot more.

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BPOV

"Well that was an interesting night," Mike commented a little warily. I nodded bitting my lip; I hoped Tanya was okay. We kept walking; Mike had taken us to a small park. I spotted a bench underneath a swaying tree, and sat down. "I'm really sorry about that, this wasn't what I anticipated our first date to be like." He apologized, taking a seat next to me.

"What did you anticipate our first date to be like?" I asked him flirting a little. I was tired, and I was jealous. I knew Edward could never be mine, but that didn't mean I couldn't have a life.

"Well…" Mike mused out loud, smirking at me, and then I leaned in and kissed him. It felt so right, he was a little taken aback at first, but then he responded as well; he kissed me back and everything felt like magic.

It was almost as good as dancing with Edward…almost. I tried to brush thoughts of him aside, but they just kept escaping. How close we were to kissing, both fully aware that it was something that could…that should never happen.

What the hell am I doing? I'm thinking of one guy while I'm kissing another. My life is so screwed up at the moment. The first kiss…I was fully aware of what something as innocent as this could lead up to. But was I ready for that sort of commitment? Did I really like Mike in that sort of way. I didn't want to be the sort of person that just led him on and was only in for the ride.

"Bella are you okay?" Mike asked me looking a little concerned, but still smiling after the kiss.

"Perfect," I said beaming. "How about we go for a coffee or something?" I asked him casually, I could really do with a coffee right now.

"Sounds good," He said smiling back at me. I was so confused, I liked Mike a lot but I liked Edward as well. It was completely irrational for me to like Edward at all. I mean yes he was good looking…okay so he was more then good looking but he was my boss, and he had a girl friend, plus I hardly knew him at all. I mean it's not we really did anything; we just danced…and almost kissed. How can one dance make someone feel so…?

I hardly even knew him, how long had it been since we met anyway: a day, two days. This is so pathetic…I am so pathetic. Here I am wallowing in self-pity. Maybe I don't deserve anyone; maybe I should stay single for life.

"Bella are you coming," I looked up to see Mike standing up, waiting for me. I nodded and got up slowly, joining Mike on the walk back to his car. We kept driving until we spotted a cosy looking café type, shop. It was lit up by fairy lights, and there weren't too many people there. Mike parked the car, and we made our way over. "What would you like?" Mike asked me, once we were inside.

"I'll just have a Mocha," I said to him. He nodded and went over to the front, to place our order. I decided to take a seat, and found a table for two. I stared of aimlessly into space and about 5 to 10 minutes later, Mike came back with two coffees. "Thank you so much," I said, trying to colour my tone with gratitude.

"No problem," He replied, with a wink. "So tell me more about yourself," he asked me smiling pleasantly. It was just the distraction I needed. I grasped it appreciatively, and the conversation flowed on about school, high school, college, uni and the rest of my schooling.

I told him about how Renee and Phil had died in a car crash, and how I had decided to stay with my dad for a while. I told him about Charlie, the Chief of Police in Forks. He joked about how he would have to be careful, not to do anything that would make Charlie angry. I laughed along with him, and realized once again how things with Mike were so comfortable and easy. That was enough for me…that was enough for now.

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A/N: Ok, so there you have it. I'm not exactly sure what kind of audience I have here, but in the chapters to come, I am working up to a LEMON! So the decision is yours now…do you want a LEMON, or not? The choice is yours…tell me in reviews!