Her eyes bore into me the entire ride back to the office. I didn't turn towards her hoping to stop the inevitable conversation. The car stopped and we got out without her asking a single question. The elevator ride up was another story.
"So…" I rolled my eyes and sighed slowly turning to look at her. "Who was that hunk drooling over you in the bathroom?" She tried to look innocent and failed miserably.
"His name is Mikhail Strauss. That is all I know." I shrugged hoping she would let it drop. Instead her eyes slightly bugged from her head.
"Are you kidding!?"
"No, why? Do you know him?"
"Not personally, but I know OF him. He owns 3 of the most prominent vodka empires in Russia. He is practically royalty!" Now I'm sure my eyes bugged out.
"Are you kidding?" She shook her head no and started to smile.
"Wow Bella, you sure attract the rich ones don't you?" She smirked and pushed me from the elevator.
The rest of the day flew by as I thought about my Russian admirer along with Alice's plans. I still didn't even know where we were going tonight. My ride home was spent day dreaming about the night to come so I was surprised to find Alice sitting on my stoop when I arrived.
"Aren't you early?" I asked looking at my watch. I wanted to get in at least a two mile run before we went out so I didn't act like a hyper teenager.
"No, what I have planned will take the whole afternoon." She stood and walked up the stairs next to me. She held various bags from stores I couldn't even dream of. Once my door was closed she prowled my apartment to see what she had to work with.
It was tidy as always with Maurice sleeping on my couch. She stopped to scratch his chin and looked at me.
"Go take a shower and then we'll get to work." I nodded my consent since I was still slightly chilled from my ice water bath. The hot water felt blissful as it cascaded along my aching muscles.
I emerged squeaky clean and was immediately attacked by Alice. She thrust me into my room with an outfit and waited by the door to make sure I was changing. First there was a panty set from Victoria Secret. It was black lace and left the bare essentials to the imagination. To my surprise I felt comfortable in them. Normally lingerie made me feel uncomfortable, but there was something about theses panties that made me feel bold.
Next came a black leather mini skirt and a blue v-neck tank top. I swiveled in the outfit and was not surprised when the shirt rose to expose my stomach with each movement. Yet still I did not feel self conscious.
"Does it fit?" Alice asked impatiently through the door.
"Yeah, you can come in if you want." I had barely finished the sentence before Alice was through the door inspecting me. She pulled out some black strappy heels to finish the outfit but didn't force them on me yet. Instead she changed into her outfit for my critique.
It was a yellow halter that flowed with her every movement along with black leather pants. They were so tight I could not understand how she could move. Of course her perfect body was gorgeous, but I didn't feel half bad myself that night.
The rest of the day was spent on manicures, pedicures, make-up, and hair. We ate some leftover chicken Caesar salad for dinner and got ready to leave.
We arrived at a hot club down town that I had never been too. The line was around the block but with Alice at my side we got right in with a wink at the bouncer. He smiled revealing a few gold teeth. We made our way to the bar and found a few stools. The bartender ignored a few college guys down the bar from us to come and take our order.
"And what do you lovely ladies desire this evening?" He had shaggy blonde hair and hazel eyes. I smiled back so he directed his charm in my direction.
"I would like a Grey Goose Martini dirty with extra olives while my friend here would like…"
"Double tequila shots and keep them coming." He smiled at us and went to get the tequila from the other end of the bar. I felt eyes on me so I scanned the crowd. There was a throbbing mass of people on the dance floor but the gaze was coming from the VIP section. There my eyes met the scorching emerald eyes of Edward Cullen. His arm was along the back of a sofa with a new model stick figure next to him. Jasper sat in the chair nearby. He was taking a shot of something so I wasn't sure he saw us yet.
"Jasper and Edward are here," I whispered into Alice ear. She glanced at me with that evil glint in her eye again as she downed her shots. I sipped my martini until I felt a tap on my arm. It was the bartender.
"Here is another martini courtesy of that man there," he said pointing in Edward's direction. Alice too had a man buying her next round. We stayed there a few more minutes until we were both on the way to being drunk.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me from my stool. I felt the music pump with my heart and my hips started to move of their own accord. At first Alice and I was grinding together with our arms in the air until a cute guy asked Alice to dance. I smiled in encouragement and started to dance again. This time with my eyes closed.
The thick press of people was intimidating with my eyes open so I moved freely with them closed. I dropped down low and on my way back up I felt a pair of hands caress my hips. My lips smiled and I glanced at who was touching me. It was Mikhail. His eyes bore into me but the alcohol in my system replaced my muscles tension with awe at his eyes. He was a hot man dancing with me. My logic saw nothing wrong with that. Even if my body would have preferred a different man's hands…
"I wasn't sure I would see you again," he murmured into my ear. I just shrugged and started moving again. This time against him. My back was to his front so with every move of my hips I slid up and down him. His fingers ensnared my wrists and held them above my head as he gently turned me towards him. Next he slid a leg between mine and still my hips pumped against him. His pupils dilated and yet again I felt like prey under his gaze.
I glanced around looking for Alice. She was back at the bar, only this time she had a whole posse of men. She sat in one's lap as she licked the salt from another neck before doing another shot. I felt Mikhail's arm slid around my waist pulling me even closer. His breath was minty and I felt myself lick my lips again. His eyes half closed as he moved closer still. This time there was no Rosalie interruption.
His lips pushed against mine as if searching for something. I was surprised at first but my hungry body decided this was a good course of action. I slid my fingers into his hair and opened my mouth allowing him access. His tongue did little circles around the tip of mine and I felt my knees quake. One of his hands moved to cup my ass now pulling me closer to his leg yet still dancing slightly.
We broke apart after a minute both gasping for breath. I glanced over to the VIP room and saw the stick figure sitting by herself, with fuming Jasper, looking in her compact mirror. It shouldn't matter to me when I'm having a hot and heavy encounter with this Slavic man, but I wanted to find Edward. I knew he had to be here somewhere. I placed my hands on Mikhail's chest and pushed slightly. Begrudgingly he released me. I went up on my toes and kissed his cheek before I disappeared in the crowd.
I didn't have any idea where Edward would have gone so I just made my way to the wall where I could safely lean against a sturdy object. The brick was cool on my heated skin so I turned my flushed face and closed my eyes.
"How do you know Strauss?" A harsh whisper directly in my ear interrupted my rest. My eyes slid open to reveal Edward with hands on both sides of my head trapping me against the wall. His face was very close to mine and his cologne made my mouth water.
"How do you know Malibu Bimbo?" I was surprised by my own voice. I had just said my thoughts aloud and his mouth twitched into a crooked smile.
"I asked you first." I rolled my eyes trying to decide if I should answer. I caught a glimpse of Alice with her tongue in some guy's mouth and I felt evil. Jasper was sitting a few seats away now trying to build nerve enough to cut it.
"To be frank I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just here having a good time." I tried to look bored with the conversation. His nostrils flared as he stepped closer to me again. He had no right to do this. I was just a release for him, why did I care what he thought? We barely even know each other. I tried to reason in my head.
"Malibu Bimbo is a new fashion model. She is out right the dullest person I have ever met. I think the Aboriginals are onto something, because I think that pictures have stolen that girl's soul." The honesty of his answer surprised me along with his wit.
"I met him this afternoon when I was at lunch. He helped dry me off when a pitcher of water was poured on my head." The story sounded ludicrous even to me so I wasn't surprised to hear him laughing. He had bent his head to my shoulder and he was laughing.
"Was there anyone trying to give a speech?" His hands danced along the back of my neck. I shivered.
"No, but I think I gave the waiter a concussion." His thumbs caressed my collarbone and my eyes closed while my mouth opened. He must have taken this as an invitation because the next second his lips where on me. They started at the base of my throat and worked their way to my ear. He nipped my earlobe and I heard a soft moan come from myself. His chest rumbled with a chuckle.
My eyes popped up and I regained control of myself. This was the best way to break my own heart in one day or less. I went to lift my hands but he ensnared my wrists at my side.
"I don't think…" I began.
"Good, it makes this easier," he teased as his lips moved along my jaw to my other ear. I felt anger build now. Nothing breaks a buzz faster than anger. My eyes opened all the way and I tucked my chin down so he no longer had access to my throat. He lifted a brow questioning so I stomped on his foot with all my power. Shock and pain covered his expression and I pushed him away from me.
Finally freeing myself I went to Alice's side. I had to tap her shoulder. I couldn't wait for her to come up for air, Edward or Mikhail would have spotted me by then.
"Alice I think I'm going to go home. I'll see you later." I kissed her cheek as she waved slightly confused after me before her most recent tonsil hockey opponent regained her attention.