I wanted to give you guys something for right now, it's the weekend so I should be able to update more. (: mood music: rags to riches - tony bennet. I am sure that I have used this song before, but I love it. It's on the Goodfellas soundtrack, possibly the best soundtrack ever. Warning for language.

EPOV

I laid my cards down, "Full house. Pay up." I let myself smile as I pulled the chips to my side of the table. It was the first time I had won all night and it felt good. I took another sip of my drink as Emmett shuffled and dealt the next hand. Tonight was guy's night and it was a necessary part of my life. It allowed me distress from my job and from life in general. My friends had known me all of my life and we were down for each, no matter what.

"So, like I was saying, Shelly starts bitching and moaning that I'm never home and I'm like 'Do you like nice things? Do you like your nice house?' and she just nods her head, and I'm like 'Then leave me the fuck alone.' Can you believe that shit? I hustle for her and she acts like an ungrateful broad." Jasper moved the cards around in his head as he blew a smoke ring into the air. "Fucking ridiculous I tell you."

As the game started, the comfortable silence refilled the room. I enjoyed that the most; the ability to sit in the room and not having to say anything. I was a strong believer in not wasting words; if you had nothing concrete to say, then you shouldn't say it. Don't waste my time, and I will not waste yours.

"Edward has a girlfriend." Emmett's rough voice broke the silence that had encircled us. "Fuck you." I quickly responded, not missing a move in the card game. That would be Emmett to bring my love life to the forefront of the conversation. It was something I generally discussed with anyone, let alone my friends.

"Woah hoah. Wassa her name? Do we know her? Is it that cute little blonde from HOM? Damn, I always knew you would have her." Tony winked at me as he folded his hand and went to refill his drink.

"Actually, she's a designer; a very straight laced, proper little girl that he met in the restaurant." Emmett continued his assault on my relationship with Bella. "She's nothing like what he's dated before. She went to college." His laughter was hardly contained with the last sentence.

"A college girl. Real nice, real nice." Jasper retorted as he pulled the chips to him. He had clearly won that hand. "So, tell us about her, Edward. Is she a good fuck?"

I clenched my fits instinctively, there were reasons I had not brought Bella up before and this was one of them. I didn't want her immortalized in one of our ridiculous conversations. I felt she was better than that, and I refused to have her be talked about like one of Emmett's one-night stands.

"Aw, what's the matter, Edward? Cat got your tongue?" Emmett continued to egg me on. I could feel my adrenaline run through my veins as I threw the cards at him.

"Fuck you, Emmett."

"Those are some pretty big words, little brother. Tell me, why is it that you haven't brought Bella around? Does she know what you do for a living? Does she?" The look on my face gave me away as Emmett continued his assault. "I didn't think so. You have to forget about her Edward, girls like her do not date guys like us. That is just how it goes."

"Guys like us, Emmett? Guys like us? Fuck that. There are no guys like us, Emmett. There are only guys like you. I'm out." I slammed the door hard enough for the frame to crack. I would not let myself be attacked like that. Sure, he had a point, but that was none of his goddamn business.

BPOV

I shuffled the papers on my desk around aimlessly; I looked at the clock, only two minutes later than the last time I checked. I was ready for the weekend, Edward and I had a date tonight and I wanted to get ready and forget about work. We had been extra busy due to fashion week, and I had to get outfits together for the models today, it was daunting work, but at least I got to choose an outfit for tonight.

"Bella, do you have those sketches?" my assistant, Julie, nervously hovered outside my door. She was an intern and she was heartbreakingly awkward, why she wanted to work in fashion was beyond me, but she was a hard worker, so I had no real complaints.

"Yeah, they're right here, and actually, after you archive those, you can take off. It's the weekend, live a little." My face instantly brightened with a smile. I had come to love weekends because it was the most concentrated amount of time I got to spend with Edward; through it the week, it is hard to find time for each other. He always had a meeting or something to go to, and I always bring work home, but not tonight, tonight was date night.

"Oh. Okay, thanks Miss Swan." Julie's meek voice could barely be heard over the soft hum of the air condition.

"It's just Bella, please." I winked at her as I shut the door behind us. It was , officially, the weekend.