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Chapter 4
BPOV:
It's been two weeks since Alice and I had gone shopping for our dorm room, which was now all re-painted and decorated, and I had stayed away from Edward as much as possible; thanks to Alice's request. But tonight was Friday, and we were all going to meet up at some bar off campus for a fun night. It was about four and we were meeting at seven, but Alice had already parked me in the bathroom to get ready. Tonight was step one of our plan; Flirt Like Crazy. Well, Alice's plan, I was more like the accomplice who just did what they were told; not that I minded much. It gave me a sort of giddy feeling knowing that I was involved in this, I had never really been into the whole "Hard To Get" game, more of the… "I'd rather not be got," type of game. But I was excited, playing with Edward seemed like fun and having him chase me… made it even more exciting for me. He was a beautiful, confusing creature; and I was just me. But Alice was making sure to change that, at least for tonight.
For an hour, she went through all of my clothes, picking at them. She made a pile of clothes on my bed, and one on hers, repeating about how it was lucky we were the same size so that I could wear her jeans or skirts, if needed. Which I wasn't exactly too happy about; I was never one for skirts. After digging through everything, she had finally found an outfit that was "acceptable" for me to wear. My black skinny jeans that had slits all the way down the legs, and a bright red top that tightened around my abdomen and had a plunged neck that went down between my breasts. I tried to get her to change her mind about the top, but she was very, very stubborn for such a tiny thing. She pushed me into the bathroom as I changed, coming out to spin for her. She almost exploded when she noticed I had a bra on, apparently this shirt was not the shirt you wear a bra with. She reached behind me, plucking the clasp open and tearing the bra off me.
"Much, much better," she smiled at me, checking my outfit, "Your boobs are like, perfect, Bella. Damn, they're all like…perky." My face blushed, and she laughed, "Be happy. Most girls who have your size boobs can rarely wear a shirt like that without support, I'm jealous." She smiled and threw a pair of red heels at me. After putting them on, she dragged me into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. She curled my hair a bit, letting it fall around my face and down my back and did just a little eyeliner and red lipstick, which I was grateful for. After looking in the mirror, I had to say, I looked like I belonged next to Alice, I looked pretty hot. Laughing to myself, I watched Alice as she flawlessly skirted around our dorm and got ready.
Her dress looked amazing on her. It was topless, short, and red, with a black lace print over it. She had tall, black stiletto heels and her hair was spiky, as usual, and she had a couple bracelets that fell loosely on her wrists. She had black, thin eyeliner, pale lips, and a little bit of blush on her cheeks. She looked much better than me, but that was a given. We stood side-by-side in the mirror, admiring her work. By the time she was finished, it was almost seven and she was rushing us out the door. We got several glances from guys we passed, but ignored them all walking to Alice's yellow Porsche that was parked in the student parking garage. It was a beauty, but not very low profile.
After several minutes of driving, Alice had passed the bar she told me we were meeting the rest of the gang, I tried to get her attention but she just waved it off, turning her head a little to glance at me.
"Oh, I must've forgotten to tell you," she paused smiling, "There was a change in plans. We're going to a club." She smiled wider, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"A club? Alice!" I huffed and turned to her, "A club? As in dancing, drinks, all of that?"
"Precisely my dear." She smiled, looking pleased, "Why do you think I dressed you up so much?" I took another deep breath, and Alice laughed, "Calm down, you'll be a knock out. And think about it, you'll be at a club full of men who will want to dance with you while Edward will be trying to get your attention enough. It's perfect." That made me smile, "Which is another reason I made you wear that shirt; Edward is a sucker for cleavage and honey, you got that covered. There's no way you braless, will slip past my brother."
"You're crazy." I looked down, trying to pull the sides of my shirt over a bit, Alice just laughed at me again. "Are you sure he'll enjoy this?" I gestured to my shirt, which covered only half of each my breasts, leaving the other half in plain view.
"Absolutely. Who wouldn't? Bella, Bella, Bella. You're a woman, who has the perkiest and roundest 38C's I have ever seen, and you're not wearing a bra. Who wouldn't go for you? Hell, if I was a lesbian I would even try to get at you tonight." She smiled, giggling at my blush.
"They're not that great," I disagreed, but couldn't help smiling. I knew I was slightly blessed with a nice chest, but I had never really put that into play before. I guess there's a first for everything.
After Alice gave her keys to the valet, she walked up to the bouncer at the door who let us in without a problem, much to my surprise. Of course, I was never one who got let into clubs without waiting in line. She grabbed my hand and directed us through the crowded dance floor to a booth where everyone was sitting. Rosalie stood up to meet us, looking amazing. She had on a black dress, that hugged her every curve and tall leather heels that made her long legs, look even longer. Jasper grabbed Alice and wrapped his arm around her, kissing her on the cheek before making a joke about my outfit. I crossed my arms in front of my chest, which only made my cleavage more obvious. Emmett laughed and moved over so I could sit next to him and Rosalie. Then I noticed Edward, he was sitting diagonal of me, dressed in jeans and a black button down that had the first couple buttons undone. His hair was a mess, as usual, and he had a lazy, tired look on his face. At first I didn't realize what he was looking at, until I followed his gaze that landed on me. His looked up at me from underneath his lashes and winked, sending a shiver down my spine. I bit my lip and looked away, joining in the conversation that was going on. But, I could still feel Edward's gaze burning a hole in my skin. I took a small glance at him as I leaned forward to grab something from Alice and noticed him bite his bottom lip once as his eyes darted down to my chest. I looked up at Alice, who must've noticed because she just winked at me as she grabbed my hand.
"Bella, let's dance. You want to come too, Rose?" she smiled at me, dragging me from the booth, with Rosalie following behind. We walked out to the dance floor, still in view of the boys as I got sandwiched between Rose and Alice, who started swaying their hips and grinding into me. I didn't cooperate at first, until Rose leaned down and whispered in my ear to look over at the table. Every single on of the guys had their jaws slacked open, staring. I bit my lip and smiled, grabbing onto Alice's hips and began swaying with both of them. We were all laughing and dancing when there was a noise behind us, like someone clearing their throat. We stopped momentarily and turned. A very good-looking, very tall guy was standing there, smiling and looking down at us. He was at least 6'5", if not taller, decently muscular, and tan. He smiled again, looking right at me.
"I don't mean to be rude and interrupt you three ladies, but I had noticed you dancing over here and couldn't help but wander over and ask if I could possibly steal you away," he looked at me, smiling. Alice gave me a small nudge, smiling at me.
"Of course you can," Rosalie piped up, pushing me forward, "Just bring her back in one piece." He smiled at her.
"Of course." He smiled again, as the girls went and grabbed their guys to dance with, "I'm Jacob, by the way." He smiled down at me; he had a very nice smile.
"I'm Bella." I smiled back; grabbing his hand that I had just noticed was stretched out. He brought me further out on the dance floor and put his hands on my waist as "Drop it Low" by Ester Dean and Chris Brown began to play. I smiled to myself, I loved this song.
I started swaying my hips against him, looking up at him smiling. For a big guy, he danced pretty well. He swayed his hips in time with mine, never removing his hands from my hips. I looked over at the table, and noticed Edward standing up moving towards the dance floor, himself. I smirked and turned around, backing up so I was closer to Jacob, before moving my hips more seductively. I may be a gigantic klutz, but I knew how to dance and was going to have fun tonight. I brought my arms up and wrapped my hands around his neck, sliding them down his chest, pressing my ass into him, grinding more. I heard his intake of breath, before he started grinding his hips back into me a bit that made me smile. I bit my lip and grinded my ass into him again, before I dropped down to the floor and slowly slid back up him. I turned around to gauge his reaction, which was great. His eyes closed and he let out a slow breath before opening his eyes, smiling. I knew I had a small effect on him, and I was enjoying it. But, before I knew it, I was getting pushed behind someone else.
"I'm sorry; she's had a few drinks. She usually doesn't act like this." I recognized that voice, "I'm supposed to be making sure she doesn't get into too much trouble. But, she did seem to show little interest in you, so I'll give you her number in case you were going to ask." He riddled off my number, before dragging me through the crowd so we were out of sight of everyone, in the middle of the floor.
"What are you doing, Edward?" I looked up at him, glaring a bit. He was looking down at me through hooded eyes, but I couldn't seem to notice. He smiled at me that damn crooked smile.
"I realized that was rude, but I can't seem to care." He took a step closer, so we were pressed together, "I couldn't possibly stand another minute of you dancing with him, while you won't even dance with me." He grabbed me around the waist, pressing me into his hard body, "I don't think it's fair. You'll dance with him, but not me?" he leaned down so his face was pressed into my neck, I felt him take a small inhale; "You look good enough to eat."
I realized that if Alice was watching, she'd probably tell me to dance with him. I started lazily swaying my hips against him, wrapping my arms around his neck, "I could say the same for you." I bit my lip and looked at him, trying to flirt. It seemed to be working. He raised an eyebrow and lifted one of my legs up to wrap around his waist as the song changed. It was slower, but sexy, and I noticed that a lot of the couples on the dance floor seemed to be glued together, grinding on each other. All I could think was Edward was pressed against me, and I wasn't do anything about it. If possible, I pressed myself into him, so our hips were almost pressed together, of course he was much taller than me, so I had to stretch a bit to get my leg all the way around his waist. I silently thanked Alice for having me wear these heels. I let my leg drag down his, so I was standing up right, swaying against him. I brought my hands down the front of his chest, turning so my back and ass were pressed against him, and slid my hands back up his chest, behind his neck and into his hair. Which was, of course, incredibly soft, not to my surprise. I pulled on the strands that I was running my hands through, and pushed my ass into him. I thought I heard him growl and was suddenly jerked backwards, so there was absolutely no air between the two of us, I bit my lip, hard.
He leaned down and put his face in the crook of my neck, breathing evenly. I closed my eyes tightly, focusing on dancing and not on him. I felt him moving his nose back and forth on my shoulder as his hands moved up to rest on my abdomen. His nose made a trail up my neck to my ear, where he blew a small breath onto the shell of my ear, making me shiver. I kept my eyes closed; now focusing on dancing and on how is hands felt. He moved his hands farther up, skimming over my breast. He brought them up over my chest, and then put one hand back on my hip while the other made a trail down the front of my open shirt, I couldn't help but gasp. He dragged one of his fingers down the middle of my breast, until it hit my shirt and then back up, letting it slide under the fabric of my shirt so he was grazing my breast. My eyes popped open and my breathing became labored, I didn't know what to do. His nose was still making a steady trail up and my neck, every so once and awhile, letting his mouth skim against my ear. And then, I felt his finger brush against one of my nipples and I abruptly stepped away from him, trying to catch my breath. I didn't even look back at him, as I sashayed away from him and back to the table. I needed to catch my breath and calm down, or playing Hard to Get with Edward…would be one of the absolute hardest things to do.
Alice, Jasper, Rose, and Emmett all joined me back at the table after I calmed down. I was sipping my drink when Edward wandered back over, sitting back down in his original spot diagonal from me. I looked up and him and winked, determined to keep ahead of him in this. He winked back and then turned to Emmett, starting a conversation. I looked at Alice and she grabbed me, bringing me to the bathroom.
"Okay, spill." She said just as the door closed. I told her everything, from Edward ripping me away from Jake to feeling me up under my shirt, "Holy shit." She looked at me, "Okay, okay. We got this." She looked at me and smiled, "this is what you have to do." Not but twenty minutes later I was sitting at the bar with Alice, waiting for Edward to come over, which as Alice said he would, did. As soon as he arrived, Alice forfeited her seat and made her way back to Jasper. Edward looked at me and smiled.
"What's up, Bella?" he smirked, asshole.
"Oh nothing much," I looked at him, smiling, "Just sitting around. I'm actually pretty bored."
"Oh? And why's that?"
"Well you see, Alice and I were talking, and I told her I had never, ever done a body shot." His eyebrow went up at that, "And now I'm curious."
"Are you really?" I could see him tense up as I pushed a shot glass around in-between my hands.
"Yes, very much so. And well, Edward, I was actually wandering," I paused and he nodded at me to continue, "Would you possibly be up to being my test subject, and let me do a body shot off you?" not even two seconds after asking, he started nodding his head. "Okay, heh, I can't promise I'll be very good at it."
I pushed him down so he was lying across several of the stools, hoping down from mine, I grabbed a lemon first, placing it into his mouth with a smile, before hiking his shirt up to show off his glorious abs. I placed the shot of tequila on his abs, before taking a deep breath. I licked his waist, right above where his jeans started, I felt him jerk a little.
"Edward, don't move. You might spill the shot, and that wouldn't be good." I smirked and sprinkled the salt over the area I licked, "Ready?" I saw him nod, slowly. I smiled to myself, before lowering my head to lick the salt up, as slow as possible. I heard him let out a low groan as I finished licking the salt up, before going to the shot and picking it up (using my mouth only) and swallowing the tequila. It stung as it slid down my throat, but it was a good sting. Then, in my attempt to woo Edward more, I straddled his chest, leaning down and wrapping my mouth around the lemon wedge that was in his mouth, without touching his lips and sucked it dry. I placed the lemon wedge in the empty shot glass and got off Edward, smiling at him. He looked completely taken. "I'm guessing I was good at it then." I winked at him and blew a kiss, before turning and walking back to our booth, where I was greeted by Alice.
"Bella," she smiled, "you're perfect. Edward is going to go crazy."
I smiled back at her and looked at Edward who was ordering a drink from the bartender. I sat down and listened to everyone talking, just adding in whenever something was interesting. I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, and pulled it out to check it.
One new text from Edward Cullen:
It is so on, Bella.
-E.
I smirked to myself, before quickly typing out my reply.
Get ready to lose then, I always win ;)
-B.
Not two minutes after sending, he replied.
Oh, don't worry. I can handle my own. Just make sure you bring it all. I can be very competitive.
-E.
Wouldn't have it any other way.
-B.
I'm going to get you.
-E.
Good luck.
-B.
And so the chase starts.
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