Music: Rags to Riches - Tony Bennet, Sincerely - The Moonglows

As you read this, I am curious to see what people think of Edward's character in this fic, and if anyone has any ideas about him. I am sure a few have already guessed what he is, but I would like to hear everyone's reviews, so please review. :) Anyways, you'll find the link to Bella's dress on my homepage (it's the 7th dress). Okay, enjoy!

BPOV

The week seemed to fly by the closer it got to Saturday night. Work had been particularly hellish this week and I was looking forward to a night out with my girls. We had opted to disregard the traditional dinner and go out to HOM instead. I won't lie; I needed a bit of convincing from my friends to convince me to go out. I always felt awkward at clubs, I wasn't much of a dancer and I didn't drink that much, but the promise that I got to see the guy in the suit again was more than enough to convince me. I won't lie, I thought about him all week at the most ridiculous times this week, and even thinking of his gaze made me shiver.

"Hey! Anyone home?" Alice's sing-song voice echoed through the apartment we shared together.

"In the kitchen." I answered back as I threw some pasta into the boiling water; I offered to cook dinner before we went out, no point on skipping tradition completely.

"Rose and Angela called; they'll be on their way soon." Alice collapsed into one of the dining room chairs, it was clear she was exhausted. Her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail and half of her shirt was un-tucked.

"Rough day?" Alice and I were the closest thing each other had to family. Her parents had passed away while we were still in college, and mine parents had divorced when I was young. We talked every Sunday, but we were by no means close.

"Yes. One of my students decided that it would be funny to glue another child to their seat. I spent the better part of the afternoon trying to get him off his seat, then I had an unplanned faculty meeting, and you know how I feel about unscheduled tasks, and then I had parents to call. It was just a ridiculous day." Alice expelled a breath as she let her head fall gently on the table. She loved children and had been called to teaching since she was in high school, but some days, the pressures were a little unbearable.

"I'm sorry you had a rough day, but at least, we are going out tonight!" I giggled with excitement, as the time to get ready got closer; I found it hard to control my excitement. The thought of seeing him made me giddy, which was ridiculous because I knew nothing about him, but I won't lie, it was kind of a turn on.

Alice immediately shot up and smiled, "That's right. We are going out tonight!" We both screamed and danced around the kitchen while we finished the spaghetti.

Dinner went fairly quick, no one was really hungry, but ate out of obligation. As soon as the dishwasher was loaded, everyone scrambled to different rooms to see what each other had to offer for the night's wardrobe. We didn't typically prepare so much to go out, but we knew the potential of tonight. HOM was slated to become the next hottest club in uptown and people had been on the waiting lists for months; we wanted to look our best.

"Okay, is everyone ready to see my dress?" I shouted from the bathroom. I wanted my dress to surprise everyone. It wasn't something that I would wear typically, but this was not a typical night. I had seen it come through on one of our sample racks that we give out to the models and I just couldn't help myself from taking it. It was gorgeous. It was short and black, with a gorgeous lace layover. It showed off my legs, one of my best features, so, of course, I had to take it.

"We're ready. Let's go already, Bells." Rose's exasperated voice echoed through the bathroom. "Our taxi just called, they are outside already."

I nodded my head and took a breath as I opened the door to see my friends. Their expressions said it all.

"Bella! You look amazing! Where did you get that dress?!" Alice's squealed as she fingered the lace sleeves. "It came in on Monday. It's a sample, but I couldn't resist myself. Isn't gorgeous?" I twirled around, getting a glimpse of myself in full length mirror.

"Okay, well, we've determined that Bella is beautiful in comparison to us, so can we go now?' Angela said sarcastically as she winked at me. We filed out the door and into the elevator and eventually into the brisk fall air. I couldn't help but smile as we piled into the taxi. Tonight was going to be unforgettable.

EPOV

I scanned the VIP section, no sign of her or her friends, granted it was still early by club standards, but I wasn't going to take any chances. I could identify familiar faces even in the inky blackness of the club. I could pick out Emmett, J, and various people who I worked with. Of course they all had girls with them, everyone knew that Friday night was for the wives, but Saturday night was for the girlfriends. It seemed hypocritical to me to have both a wife and a girlfriend. It was an idea that didn't appeal to me, but I was not going to criticize anyone else's choices, it was their life.

"Hey, little bro. Look who I found…" Emmett's voice trailed off as I twisted around to see who he had found, and I felt my heart drop a little, it wasn't her, but it was someone who was equally as important.

"Primo, it's good to see you." I smiled as I embraced the man before me.

"Edward, it's good to see you. I hope everything has found you well." Primo's voice was low in comparison to what was going on around us. We moved slowly to the balcony and scanned the crowd.

"Let's skip the pleasantries, Primo. We both know why you are here, so let's get to it." I rubbed the bridge of my nose. I was going to need a strong drink after this.

"Okay, have your way. I need a favor." Primo's back was to me as he surveyed the club, "Our friend from Philly is causing a lot of problems for us, and we would appreciate if you could resolve that situation."

"I am assuming that our friends here have all decided that this is an acceptable solution to our problem? Friends of mine don't want to get involved unless there is one hundred percent certainty that they will be safe if this…this issue turns ugly." I bent down, by palms resting flat against the railing.

"You have my word. I assume this will be handled in a timely and clean fashion." Primo turned to face me, "I don't want to have to clean up anymore than I already am." I nodded my head in agreement, "Good, very good. Well, then, we'll be in touch." With that, he was gone.

I flexed my neck to both sides, tonight was supposed to be stress free, it was supposed to be a carefree night, and it was far from that. I moved away from the balcony and closer to the seating. I found a thick leather booth to slide into; I just needed to be alone for a moment.

As I turned my body towards the table, I saw her, sitting right in front of me, looking like a goddess, and my mind went blank.