A/N
So, this is dedicated to Kim, sweetheart you know who you are! I was slacking on this story and I apologize but real life came into play and my mind was stuck on other things. But she brought me out of my funk by her amazing conversations and reviews. This is dedicated to you bb!
And I'm still wondering about where to make a banner or if someone would do it for me?? =(
Anywho, I do hope that you like this chappie. It's all about fun times, and a very drunk Ben. Hence the chapter title!
Chapter 6
Saturday, July 25th
So, yeah I've officially diagnosed myself as insane in the membrane. Since Sunday all I've done is go back and forth with these feelings for Edward. Is it just an infatuation simply because he knows Family Guy, has now started reading The Plum Series, and has taken a great liking to SNL? Or have I just not had any straight male company, other than Ben in the past two years that I'm reading into things too soon towards Edward because of it? Or do I have sincere feelings for him because he knows Family Guy, has started reading The Plum Series, and has taken a great liking to SNL?
I thought things would've been more clearer to me when we met for coffee yesterday but, still my emotions were going back and forth, giving me whiplash. Especially with the way things turned out.
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"I'm here where are you?" I said into the phone.
"BELLA!"
Ah, there he is. The man that's more perfect than Vin Diesel himself. Wait! What? Shake it off Bella!
Hanging up the phone I walked through the crowded, hole in the wall Starbucks by the hospital Edward was working at today. We had planned on the phone last night during our hour long conversation about what was the best I Love Lucy episode to meet here for a quick lunch while he had a break. And if that woman didn't stop staring at his ass I would kick her in the face with my heel!
I mean, can't a man just pull out a chair for a woman without being ogled by every other woman in the room?!
But, could I really blame her? In his black Dickie scrubs he looked more perfect then any model on the runway. And I noticed his hair was just a little more disarrayed today then the night at my house. Which I now realized is the last time I seen him. Had he gotten sexier since then?
I think so.
"Bella, you look amazing! What's the special occasion?" Edward asked while taking my coat and laying it across the vacant chair at our table.
I can't lie I did try to up the sex appeal today when I picked out my outfit for work. Today I was working at the salon, the HIGH END salon that said on the application 'dress to impress bitch if you want to work here.' Well not literally but, it should've!
So, sitting across from Edward in my black pencil skirt, with my white short sleeve ruffled top and my white Jimmy Choo's, with what Jamie, my sweetheart colorist described to me was 'fuck me waves' I felt hot! I mean, I woke up an hour earlier this morning to make sure I turned heads!
I thanked him while I took a sip of my chai tea frapp.
"No special occasion, just work."
"Oh that's right, today's your day at the …" he paused, doing this adorable frown, obviously trying to remember where I plopped my ass today, "the, the…spa right?!"
"Salon. But. thank God Angela got me used to heels during college because if not, these big mama's would be killing my feet" I further explained my point by lifting up my leg and showing him the four inch heels.
"Wow…I see that. Um…" Was Edward looking nervous? Why was he swallowing so much? Was that sweat on his neck?
"Are you okay?"
"Oh yeah…me? I'm fine!" He smiled.
"Okay, good…I mean we're close to the hospital if anything but, I don't think I could carry you-" I was cut off by the same woman I wanted to stab with my Choo's bending over right in front of Edward, ass in face.
'Um, excuse me, but couldn't you shove your load in someone else's face? I mean, you don't know that we're not a couple, we are having coffee together, you see us sitting here…have some class!' Oh shit! I guess I wasn't just thinking that because Miss Bendy herself was giving me the evil eye and Edward's jaw was hung open waiting for flies.
"Uh.."
"Look here you bitch, you don't know me-"
Edward turned towards Classless-Ms-Assless "Now I'm a gentleman and I will excuse you without adding claws into the works but, do not disrespect her," he pointed at me, and I beamed a smile at Flattie, "Now I will leave you with as little dignity as I possibly can simply because I feel sorry for you. Due to the fact that until you walk out of those doors, every time you hear a whisper , don't mistake, it will be about you. But, could you really blame everyone for looking at you right now? I didn't think so. Now maybe next time when you try to pick up a man, you'll have more pride in yourself as a woman. You can leave now."
With a huff, she was gone and Edward turned back towards me with that breathtaking smile.
And there were those butterflies again.
I turned and grabbed Edward's hand, hoping the smile I was wearing wasn't too bright. The sun is out today after all. Don't want to blind the man.
"Edward…thank you. But, I could've handled her. Really. Besides, I shouldn't have said what I did…I mean where is it my place at all to make any remarks about someone throwing themselves at you?"
Ew, that left a rotten taste in my mouth to say. Because, well, I didn't want women throwing themselves at him. I wanted to be the only thing thrown at him, on him, over him, under him…
Off subject.
"Bella, you don't understand. The fact that she kept doing little things like she did was disrespectful to you, whether we're together or not. Simply because she didn't know what we were. I intended to say something to her but, you just beat me to the punch. So don't go feeling all high and mighty just because you got there before me."
He smiled, my panties needed changed. And my drink was melted.
Honestly I think it had to do with him. Call me crazy. It's not the first time.
But has it been proven that a man can be hot enough to melt actual frozen shit?
"Hmm, either way, thanks. I'm not use to people sticking up for me. So it's…nice"
Edward didn't answer me for a few seconds, just stared at me. Like he was seeing my soul, and I've never once in my life experienced something so sensual before in my life. Well with clothes on at least.
Just when I thought he swallowed his tongue. He spoke, "from now on, you don't fight your battles alone, Bella."
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Coffee ended up being more then eventful. Edward walked me to my car and I did indeed ask him to go to Ben's birthday dinner.
Which he said yes to.
And which I cabbage patched to all the way home!
So here I was, Saturday night, Angela and Ben at my townhouse. Ben already halfway drunk, rapping to Savage's 'Hips Swing', and quoting Knocked Up. Really, I swear he only knows that song because of the movie. "He's doing the dice too much." "But it's the only move he has."
Angela and me in front of my closet trying to figure out the perfect outfit.
We were stuck between that white sweater that I bought the other day at Macy's that I thought was just a shirt but Ang assured me was a dress, or my, I bought it because it looked good on the mannequin dress, and figured it motivate me to lose weight. (never did).
What is that dress you ask? Well it's a mix between brown tie-dye, and class. Sounds odd but believe it works paired with the right white pumps.
"Angela, since we're going out to dance after why can't I just wear pants? It's easier for me to dance in anyways, "I whined.
Now, what a lot of you don't know is that Miss Isabella Swan here can shake her ass! That's right, put anything on, and I can rump shake! I just don't usually do it in a skin tight, short dress.
"No Bella, it doesn't matter if we're going to the club after, you gotta make Eduardo drool!!"
So after another ten minutes of bitching, I was stuck in the brown hippie getup. My hair was straightened and I had smoky eyes with nude lips and some bronzer all over my body so I'd, as Angela put it -'sparkle in the lights.'
After I was dressed and primped to acceptability, I joined Ben in a drink and rapping in my living room. He'd switched it up to 'Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It' now. Oh snap! Ben could keep up with your girl Bella…almost.
I heard the knock on the door in mid crump.
Throwing back the rest of my Greygoose and Redbull I ran my fingers thru my hair and opened it up to see Edward standing there in a white button down, black tux jacket and tight black dress slacks. No tie in sight. It wasn't your regular suit, he looked like a rockstar. Utterly delicious! With that crooked smile to match.
"Wow, look at you Doc, you sure do clean up nicely!" Angela said, dragging Ben to the door and throwing his jacket at him, it ended up hitting him square in the face, then proceeded to fall to the floor. Far be it for Ben, to possibly drop his drink by trying to grab the damn thing. "Just in time too, look at that Bella, a man who can dress and punctuality, what more could a woman want?"
"Srriously Belly…she has a-hiccup-point" Oh great, so the drunk sides with the nosey. For someone who doesn't talk much, Ben sure does have a shitty timing on when to start. I didn't need inebriated advice!
"Yeah, that's great but, I'm hungry so, let's go," I grabbed Edward by his hand and pulled him down the stairs. Angela would lock the door with her key, she was all mommy like that.
Safety first.
At the curb, Edward pulled me to a stop, "do you want me to drive Bella?"
Seeing as in my dress had no pickets and all I had in my hand was my single house key, and I couldn't ride a bike in this dress without going to jail for indecent exposure, Eddie was driving us for the night.
"Do you mind?"
"Not at all, c'mon," he jerked his head to the side and started walking toward a shiny silvery bitch and opened my door for me, giving me his hand as to not trip stepping in.
"M'lady"
Laughing I took his hand and seated myself as gracefully as I could.
I reached over and unlocked his door, pushing it open for him. I mean, he did afterall open mine, it's the least I could do right?
When he turned on his car, I was welcomed by the sound of Framing Henley's 'Wave Goodbye' blasting from the radio.
"Sorry about that, I usually turn the radio down before I get out of the car so I don't scare myself but, I…well I guess I was just in a hurry to see you."
Blushing I answered, "no, it's fine, I don't mind, I just wish it was 'Hear Me Now' instead."
"You know Framing Hanley?"
"Well duh!"
"Wow, you're the first person other than my brother in law who knows who they are. Well Miss Bella if you don't always surprise me. Okay…how about this-wait, is she letting Ben drive?"
Looking over across the parking lot, sure enough there was Angela fighting with Ben for the keys while he was sliding side to side on the bumper holding the keys away from her. Finally fed up, Angela climbed on the car, in her red Betsy Johnson dress, twisted Ben's arm back until he dropped the keys in her hand. She jumped off the car way too easily for anyone wearing those heels should be able to then dragged Ben to the passenger side, literally throwing him in.
With a smile and a wave of the keys in her hand, Angela got into the driver's side and with a "party time bitches!" we were off.
The restaurant wasn't anything too fancy, so our dinner/club wear was acceptable. Ben had sobered up slightly, and was now eating rolls, waving off anything else. Saying "I don't wanna soak up all the liquor, that's just more money to waste later."
So me, Edward, and Angela were stuck in a conversation about random shit. varying from The Academy Awards, the president, and the as always entertaining Little Mermaid cover with the penis.
"I swear Ang! I didn't believe it either when he first told me but, when I checked, sure enough there it was! A perfect circumcised dick!" Yeah, when I've had a few drinks in me, being a lady goes right out the window. Breasts become tits, vagina's become pussies and penis' become dicks.
"Oh my god, I have to check that when I get home! I can't believe that, and they don't change it…I can't believe it!"
"I know, my sister won't allow that movie in the house after I told her," Edward laughed, his face redder then a tomato.
We all had some drinks and I noticed that when he drank, he laughed a lot, and got pretty touchy. Throughout dinner he'd kept his arm around me, or would play with my hair, or would lean into my uncovered shoulder when he was laughing, resting his forehead on it. A few times, I'd run my fingers thru his hair when he had, laughing along with him.
"Okay! That's it, I wanna party, let's get up outta here and get shit going!" Ben demanded, standing up unsteadily, and finishing off another long island.
"Okay baby, we're leaving now, let's just get the check." Angela soothed him.
"Look, why don't you guys go on to the car, and dinner will be my treat, as a gift to my new friend Ben here," Edward offered, helping me out of my chair but not moving his hand from mine after I stood.
"Yeah Ang, we'll pay and be right out." I agreed.
Ben tackled Edward in a hug declaring, "you're the coolest man…really you are. And it's not just the liquor talking, I mean it…you. Are. The. Coolest."
Edward laughed, patting Ben's back as he leaned him on Angela, "you too man, you too."
"C'mon baby, let's go" Angela pulled Ben away while me and Edward laughed at Ben slapping Angie's ass saying he was going to 'ride that donkey later.'
"I've never seen Ben like this," I wheezed out thru my laughter.
"Hey, it's the mans birthday, everyone needs a time to just completely let go….this is his?"
"Yeah, it is and ya know, he deserves it. I mean he's been there for Angela thru so much, he's taken on Lij as his own son, shit, I owe that man more then I can explain by taking care of them for me."
"I'm sure he feels the same way towards you too for being there for Angela before he ever showed up," Edward said while pulling out the famous black card to pay for dinner.
"Maybe…"
I waited while Edward signed the little reciept, then escorted me back to the parking lot.
"Ya know, he does Bella.I can tell."
I mentally shook myself out of my daydream of me in Edwards shirt with sexhair.
"He does what?
"Feel the same way. The three of you are like this little family. I almost felt like I was interfering on a special occasion being at dinner."
I stopped him at my door right before he was about to open my door for me again, "Edward…don't ever feel like that. True, we are all we each have but, you're a part of this family now too whether you like it or not. Elijah always talk about you and how cool you are because you got him the 'most awesomest nerfie ever.' And look at you and Ben? Drunk or not, if Ben doesn't like somebody, he doesn't like them. He won't even talk to you. Angela likes you…and…if you didn't know how much I adore you already then you're blind," shit, I just said too much didn't I?
"Bella…"Edward brought his hand up to my neck, stroking the skin right under my ear with his thumb, "if youdidn't know how much I adore you, then you're the one that's blind."
"Edward, I…"
We were broke out of our conversation by Ben beeping the horn and leaning out of the drivers side window telling us to move our asses.
"Um, yeah, let's go. Don't want to anger the alcoholic." I rushed to open the door and sit down. This time I didn't lean over to open Edward's door.