I know I'm such a writer fail! Please forgive me for taking so long to update. Lots of RL stuff going on.

I would like to thank first and foremost Mr. R. Pattz because realistically it is him that inspires the perviest of my pervy sides!

I would also like to thank my dear friend petchum ya you know who you are for pushing me to write again.

...and this would not be possible without my dear smut adjuster binky911 ! BIG HUGS TO YA!

Please remember these characters belong to Stephenie Meyers ... I only get to play with them.

~ Bella POV ~

The walls started to close in and the air was too thick to breathe I needed to get out of the house. I grabbed my new iPod, the attachment for the car, my dance bag and headed down the stairs. I glanced in the mirror hanging in the hall by the front door. My appearance was less than the polished, I thought, as I combed my fingers through my hair but I wanted to get to the studio and let loose. I didn't think Dad would hear me over the game he was watching on the TV but I called over my shoulder, "Dad I'm going to the studio for a while. I'll call you later."

"Yah. Yah. OK Bells." That was his standard acknowledgement that later he would not remember giving me so I decided to leave him a quick note so he wouldn't panic about where I went when he finally looked up from the game..

Dad,

Gone to the studio to work on some routines.

Call me on my cell if you need me.

See you later.

Love, Bella

As I pulled open the door James was standing there about to knock. FUCK! I jumped hand over my heart.

"James you scared the crap out of me!"

"Uh...hey Bella. Sorry about that I thought you might like to get out on your Birthday?", he handed me some flowers that he must have picked from someone's garden along the way here. He really was sweet but I didn't want company right now.

"James I'm really sorry but I have other plans right now."

"Oh? I talked to Jessica and she said you hadn't made any plans yet. Are you going out with your parents?" He seemed agitated that he didn't know what I was doing. Weird but I really wasn't in the mood for being analyzed at the moment.

"I'm on my way to the studio." I explained as I pulled the front door closed, slipped passed him and headed for my car. "I have some routines I need to brush up on for the girls." I knew it was a lie but I wasn't sure if he heard it in the tone of my voice.

"Do you want some company?"

"Umm…. No. Sorry. I can work on this better alone. Maybe we can get together and do something later on this week. Thank you for the flowers they're lovely." I had thrown the flowers in on the passenger seat and was already in the car backing out of the driveway at this point. Leaving him looking distressed in my driveway.

I pulled in to the gas station a couple of blocks from my house and rested my head between my hands on the steering wheel for a minute before pulling my iPod and collective accessories out of my bag. I pushed the cassette into the deck and connected the adjoining cord to the iPod. As I promised Alice, I was about to put the music on shuffle when I heard a knock on the window.

"Hey Bella! Need a fill?" Seth was smiling at me and I rolled down the window.

"Sorry Seth I was a little distracted. Yes please would you fill it up and have a look under the hood for me?" I reached under the console to pop the hood.

"No problem!"

I watched Seth attach the gas pump to the car and then he motioned for me to pop the hood. Why was I stressing? This was back to normal life in Forks. Edward was a small, ok who am I kidding, a large distraction for a short period of time. I had already played this story out in my head and things were better like this. But if it really was better why did it feel so wrong. Why did I feel this hole in my chest like the possibility of something amazing had just been taken away from me? But seriously did he expect me to believe that stupid story about him dropping his phone over the side of the ship? It would have been better if he told me he'd been really busy, or would it? Back and forth my head was flip flopping through different scenarios.

Another knock on my window.

"That's fifteen dollars Bella and everything under the hood is fine. You ok? You look a little distracted?"

I pulled my wallet out of my bag, "Umm a little I guess. How much did you say again?"

"Fifteen dollars. Well you just be careful. Maybe you should open that sunroof and drive with the windows open to get a little fresh air ok?"

"Will do. Thanks Seth."

Just before I pulled out I pushed play.

Fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall

Ha ha very funny Alice I lift up the iPod and check the screen to see which song is playing. Fall by Brandy.

I was listening so intently to the words that I drove past the studio. The chorus now firmly implanted in my totally messed up head.

Just fall, don't be afraid

Fall, 'cause I'm on my way

Fall, with all of my faith, in love

Fall, it will be okay

Fall, there's no other way

Fall, just fall in love

Thanks Alice...more to torment my brain. I turned around on the next side road and doubled back to the studio. I was very thankful to see the empty parking lot. I knew there were no classes but sometimes Mrs. Cope would be there working on paperwork or something. I really just wanted to be alone.

The studio wasn't huge but it was a fair size there was a large reception area after you came in the front doors with a big sectional couch, a small kitchenette, two change rooms and well-built dance room with glossy wooden floors, mirrors on three walls and glass facing the reception area on the fourth. I loved this sound proof room the most; it was like a second home.

I watched the CD labeled Dance X in electric pink permanent marker disappear into the stereo as I pushed the button to close the deck, then strode to the centre of the room as the bass beats of the music started. Ahhh….my music, this was the music that was highly inappropriate for the younger kids I taught.

A few songs in the Closer vs In Da Club remix was playing …. My mind was suddenly lost in that night dancing with Edward I could almost feel his breath on my shoulder as we danced. My body was on fire and when the music morphed in the Closer portion and they started singing

I wanna f**k you like an animal

I wanna feel you from the inside

I wanna f**k you like an animal

My whole existence is flawed

You get me closer to God

I was lost in my thoughts. Edward kissing me. Edward touching me. Edward making me cum.

I headed straight for the showers I needed to calm down and not just from the dancing.

Under the hot water my thoughts drifted again. I unhooked the shower head from the wall and turned it on to the massage setting. I let the water soothe the sore muscles on my body and let my minder wander back to that night with Edward. As the water pulsed between my legs my heart raced. I could almost feel his breath on the back of my neck, hear him whisper in my ear as his hands explored my body. Our tongues gently playing in each others mouths. His long fingers slipping inside me and finding that spot that set my whole body on fire. My body started to shudder as the orgasm railed through my body remembering his touch.

I placed the shower head back into the bracket, turned the water temperature down and let the cool water run over my head and down my body. Maybe a cool shower would bring my head out of the clouds.

Ring. Ring.

I was grounded back to reality as my cell phone started to ring. I shut off the water pulled back the shower curtain and fumbled in my bag for the towel I forgot to take out. By the time I disentangled my phone from the bottom of my purse I looked at the screen to see I had missed a call from Edward Cullen who has apparently left a voicemail.

Oh shit!

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