Disclaimer- Stephenie still owns the usual suspects.
I own my original characters and original story.
**This parallels chapters 27 'Big Hair and the Lucky Beyotch', and 28 'Captain Jack & Drunkella' of V&V. Hope you like it.
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Chapters 27&28 - Copious Amounts of Alcohol For The Bilingual
Regret. An emotion I was all too familiar with. And this morning I was filled with it.
Bella had asked us to take a step back, and I couldn't fucking do it. I let things go too far last night. I couldn't completely blame myself, because I can not seem to help myself when she's around, I'm intoxicated by her very presence.
She wasn't ready for a real physical relationship yet, and I was a selfish bastard.
It was only four days ago that I'd abandoned her. Of course in my feeble attempt to remove all the shit from her life that I'd caused, I only added to her pain, tossing her feelings aside as if they were nothing.
My brain knew that we needed to take things slowly, but my heart wasn't listening to my brain. It wanted me to lose myself in Bella. Something I could so easily do.
But, for her sake, and for my own sanity, I needed to try and give her the space she desired.
I had Sidney drive us to a restaurant frequented by people in the movie industry for our late breakfast.
No time like the present to give Isabella a taste of being the girlfriend of a celebrity.
It was amusing to watch Isabella's reaction each time she recognized someone coming through the door.
By the time the server brought our food, she was a chattering mess.
"Oh my God Edward. Look over there. No, on second thought, don't look, it would be too obvious. I just saw Denzel Washington, he's sitting right over there, but now your big head keeps getting in my way."
I laughed out loud at that.
"Sorry, you don't really have a big head, just big hair." I laughed again.
This woman will be the death of me.
"I love your big hair." She said apologetically, and smiled.
"Bella, I can see that I am impeding your attempt at voyeurism. Let me see what I can do about that." I then got up and moved to sit beside Bella on her side of the booth.
"I'm not being voyeuristic Edward." She whispered. "These people aren't doing anything sexy or intimate while I'm spying on them." She smirked.
Hmm. Maybe I should show her just how sexy breakfast can be.
"Some people would argue that eating is very intimate." I whispered.
I took a grape from Bella's fruit salad and proceeded to place it in her mouth. Then I took a strawberry, dipped it in cream, and offered it to her. With the next strawberry, I made sure to lick off the cream before taking a bite. Isabella's eyes never left my mouth.
And then she blushed. Success.
Exactly the reaction I'd hoped for.
I dipped another strawberry and held it to Bella's lips. To my chagrin, she didn't take a bite right away, instead she swirled her tongue, licking off the cream, and then closed her eyes and moaned quietly as she bit down.
Touché Miss Swan.
I sat there with what I was sure was a stunned expression on my face as Isabella grabbed my wrist.
What is she up to now?
I watched in amazement as she dipped my finger in the cream and then proceeded to swirl her tongue around it before taking it into her mouth and sucking.
Fuck me. She is a little vixen.
Isabella was unaware that Denzel, at the next table, had witnesses her entire display, and was now laughing and shaking his head.
"Alright Miss Swan. I surrender the game. This probably wasn't the right place to start it, but I couldn't help myself." I whispered as I pulled her close.
"You are just too cute for you own good." I said as I kissed her nose, and then pecked her lips.
At that moment, Denzel walked by smiling in our direction, I noticed him wink at Bella.
Back off Denzel.
I realized that setting Isabella loose in Hollywood may be just what this town needs. My quirky, beautiful and totally irresistible girlfriend could set this town on its ear.
"Edward" She whispered. "I think you'd better get me out of here before I embarrass you any more than I already have."
I chuckled. "As you wish my love." Then I whispered. "You could never embarrass me Bella."
-LRM-
"Edward, the studio called this morning, they want to schedule a couple publicity appearances to coincide with the DVD release of Time Stands Still at the end of May." Jasper informed me of this on our way to meet with Jane.
"I guess that will be okay. What do they have in mind?" I asked.
"Right now it looks like Jimmy Fallon's show is a given, possibly an appearance on Ellen wouldn't hurt. They're even talking about a Jimmy Kimmel special with the entire cast of the movie." Jasper continued.
"That seems like a lot for a DVD." I remarked.
"I agree. You so rarely do interviews that the studio is using any excuse to get you out there." Jasper answered honestly.
"Assholes." Alec muttered. He'd been unusually quiet during the ride.
I laughed. "Ah, he speaks." I said while turning to Alec. "I hope you were referring to the studio execs and not Jasper and myself." I said grinning.
Alec barked out a laugh. "Nah, you two aren't assholes. You two are fuckers."
Jasper and I laughed at him. "So Edward, when do I get to meet this hottie that has occupied all of your time lately?" Alec asked.
I felt myself bristling with anger. "You already met her." I said through gritted teeth.
"That didn't count Edward. That was for like ten minutes in a stupid conference room. I didn't even get a good look at her." Alec answered while wiggling his eyebrows.
I may have to kill him.
"Alec, sorry to say but, I don't want you around Isabella. She is sweet and good and innocent, something you know nothing about. You, my friend, are a man-whore." I answered honestly.
"Dude, I just want to meet her. It's not like I'm going to make a play for her or anything." He said.
"Alec, I put up with a lot of shit from you because I like you. If you really want people like your sister to take you seriously, then you need to grow up a little. Life is not all one big party."
Fuck. I feel like his father.
"Edward, you're kind of a boring old fart." Alec answered with a smirk.
Jasper had the nerve to chuckle.
Fucker.
-LRM-
"Jane, we've been over this. I. Want. My. Summer. Free." I stated very directly.
"Okay, okay. I know the indie film is out. But this other one, the period piece, you're interested?"
"It all depends. If they are willing to work around my schedule and filming won't start until after December, I'd be very interested." I answered.
"Let me talk to them again. Maybe they can schedule filming for the spring." She suggested hopefully.
I thought about it. This film would be different than anything I'd done before. It was set during the time of the French Revolution. Filming to be done exclusively in Europe. The producers specifically wanted me for the main role, and seemed to be willing to work around my schedule. "I'm interested. Provided that production can be put off." I instructed.
Jane's smile was blinding. I think I'd just made her day.
The next stop was my interview with People. The questions were pure fluff where my career was concerned. They'd been instructed to steer away from my personal life, so imagine the interviewer's surprise when I actually brought up my relationship with Isabella.
"I know that I have made it a rule not to speak openly about my personal life, but that doesn't stop things from being written about it regardless." I said contemplatively. "Let me just state for the record that the media frenzy over my relationship with Isabella has been extremely difficult to deal with. I hope that, now that everyone knows the truth, they will respect our privacy."
The mini photo shoot that went along with the interview was quick and painless. Before driving to Jasper's, I had Sidney drop Alec at his apartment.
When we arrived back at Alice and Jasper's, we found Alice, Bella and Chris on the back patio, inebriated, and gossiping like three old women.
I immediately had Sidney drive Chris home, so that we could try to sober up the girls before taking them out to dinner. Isabella expressed the desire for a nap, so I helped her to her room and laid down beside her.
She was very restless so, in the end, I had to sing her to sleep. She calmed and was able to sleep for a couple of hours until we needed to get ready.
Alice gave us pointed glares when Bella and I opted for casual dinner dress. No amount of bitching could change our minds.
The asshole paps were hovering outside the restaurant, as expected.
"Hey Isabella, do you hate Tanya for what she did?" shouted one.
"Do you think the studio should renew her contract after this?" questioned another.
I felt bad for Tanya. I truly hoped that our stupid agreement, made when we were both very young, wouldn't prove to be a 'career-ender' for her.
"Edward can you pose for one shot with the lovely Bella?"
That one made me smile.
After dinner, Alice dragged us all to a trendy nightclub. Precisely the kind of place I never frequented.
That hadn't always been the case.
I cringed when I remembered one time in particular during my early days in Hollywood that could have ended very badly for me. I'd gotten terribly drunk, and two females, also drunk, cornered me in a booth where they announced their plan to give me the 'best blow job of my life'.
I remembered laughing in my drunken stupor over the fact that I wouldn't have anything to compare it to. I also remember feebly trying to push them away. Alice once again came to my rescue, tossing the skanks out before they'd had a chance to 'unwrap my package'.
Thank God.
I glanced at my sister as I remembered.
She is freakishly strong for being so tiny.
Jasper and I would have quite a bit of drinking to do if we wanted to catch up with the girls. I was enchanted by my drunken Bella. She was already funny when sober, but tipsy, she was a riot.
"You guys need to loosen up." Alice slurred to Bella and me.
"Alice, we don't need a nightclub and alcohol to enjoy ourselves." I answered.
"You two act like old people. You need to act your age!" She said as she took a swig of her drink. "Come on Jazzy, let's dance."
Bella looked at me. "Maybe she has a point." She lifted her glass. "To acting our age."
Maybe throwing caution to the wind isn't a bad thing once in a while.
I smiled, sighed and clinked my glass with Bella's.
A couple hours later, I was aware that we'd all had too much to drink. I'd gotten Bella to dance with me several times. Each visit to the dance floor resulting in more and more risqué dance moves as the alcohol removed our inhibitions.
I found myself having to stare down more than one motherfucker who looked as if they were going to ask my girl to dance. Bella, as usual, remained blissfully unaware.
She has no idea how irresistibly sexy she is.
We were sitting back in our booth, taking a break from dancing, when Bella went in search of Alice, who'd left for the ladies' room several minutes before. Jasper and I were feeling no pain as we toasted our girls.
"Edward, Bella is quite a girl." Jasper looked at me with bleary eyes.
"That she is." I agreed.
"Don't fuck it up." He advised.
"I will try not to." I answered.
"I really love your sister." Jasper was pretty drunk.
"I love her too." I agreed. "Even when she threatens to kick my ass."
Suddenly, in my drunken state, the thought of my tiny sister actually trying to kick my ass became the funniest visual ever, and I started to laugh.
Jasper, not having a clue why I was laughing, but because he was drunk as shit, joined in. There we sat, two drunken laughing fools.
"Is this a private party, or would you like some company?" a nasally voice interrupted our male bonding time. I looked up to see several chicks surrounding our booth.
Shit.
"No, thank you ladies. We're expecting our girls back at any moment." I answered, trying to be polite. At least the alcohol hadn't affected my speech yet.
I need to stop drinking.
Jasper, being farther gone then I was, hadn't even noticed the chicks were there.
"Can't I just get one photo with you Edward?" Botox Barbie whined. "On your lap?" She added.
I don't fucking think so.
I was just about to revert to 'asshole Edward Masen' when I was interrupted by the voice of my angel.
"Excuse me girls, but I believe you're blocking our seats." Bella said with a strong air of authority. I was impressed.
Barbie turned toward her. "I don't think so."
What the fuck?
"Correction, your boobs are spilling out of your dresses and are almost on our table." Bella said. "Considering how many plastic surgeons office those things have visited, it's unsanitary to have them splayed across the table."
Damn. My girl can bring it.
"And if you get any closer to my seat, your ass will be in it. I doubt there's enough penicillin on earth to save me from what's growing in your vagina."
Did my chin just hit the floor?
Jasper had obviously been paying closer attention than I gave him credit for, because at Bella's words, he choked on his drink and sprayed it across the table all over the silicone enhanced chest of one of the bimbo triplets.
Alice smiled at Jasper as if the sun was shining from his ass. The bimbos left without further incident. After one more drink, we went in search of Sidney. We found him right out front, where he proceeded to pour our drunken asses into the car.
All the way to Jasper and Alice's, I couldn't stop staring at my beautiful girl. She was positively glowing.
Either that or she was flushed and sweaty from all the dancing.
Either way, I'll take it.
"What?" She asked as she caught me staring.
"Bella, you are soooo pretty. Did you know that?" I said as he leaned in for a kiss. Unfortunately, my depth perception was screwed up, and I missed her mouth, landing the kiss on her chin instead. "I love you sooo much."
Damn it. My brain is working a lot better than my mouth.
"You're pretty too Ewaaard." she slurred back.
"Shut up bitch!" Bella suddenly announced.
Huh?
"What did I say?" Alice asked, drunk and offended.
"No, not you Ali. I was talking to myself." Bella giggled.
She may be drunker than me.
"You do that too?" Alice chirped. "I talk to myself all the time. I don't call myself a bitch though." Alice thought about that. "But I have called myself a whore before."
What the fuck?
"Why are you saying that to yourself Ali, um, the hooor word? You're not a hooker." Bella's slurring was getting worse.
I hope all that alcohol didn't give her brain damage.
I like her brain.
"Oh I get quite angry with myself for being a whore sometimes." Alice said.
Okay this was seriously starting to freak me out.
Jasper and I must have been wearing identical masks of horror.
"What is wrong with you two retards?" Alice asked us.
"Alice honey, I wish you'd stop referring to yourself by that term. It makes me quite uncomfortable for my wife to call herself that, and even more troubling is why you would call yourself that?" Jasper answered.
Jasper is surprisingly articulate while drunk. Give him a few more drinks and he'll be reciting Shakespeare.
"Oh Jazzy, you are too funneee. I'm not a real whore." Alice kissed his cheek. "I'm just a media whore. I looovvve all the publicity that Brandon Miles gets. I pimp out my designs at every public event, just to get more attention."
My sister is one of a kind. Thank God.
When we got to the house, Bella and I fell onto the bed fully clothed.
"Ga-nite Ewarr, I love you." She whispered.
"Goonite Bell" I took a breath " a. I love you too."
After kissing her cheek, I watched as she immediately drifted off to sleep. I studied her beautiful face as she laid there, and thought how I wanted to keep her forever. When I was certain she was asleep, I leaned in close to her ear and whispered. "If I asked you, I wonder if you would you say yes?" I slurred as I put my arms around her. "hmm Bella Cullen."
If only I could be certain that she would say yes
-LRM-
I could hear Bella's voice, but nothing she said made any sense.
"Sa Da Tay."
"Wah Da Tah"
Did my brain hemmorrage from all the alcohol or is she speaking in Pootie-Tangese?
"Sine your pitty on the runny kine."
"That is the weirdest fucking thing I've ever woken up to. Is there a reason that you're quoting Pootie Tang Bella?" I croaked out.
"I got these strange text messages in Pootie Tang-speak. You can guess who sent them." She whispered.
"Had to be Emmett." I answered without opening my eyes.
"It just figures that he'd be bored the same morning I had the worst hangover of my life." she whispered.
We definitely had that in common.
Just then the phone rang.
"Emmett, why are you calling me this early?" Bella whisper yelled.
I thought about how I was going to make it from the bed to the nearest bottle of Tylenol while Bella talked with her brother. From their conversation, it sounded as if Emmett was flying in with Rosalie on Friday.
I rolled to my side as I watched her. As soon as she hung up, she rolled to face me.
"Your brother's coming too?" I asked, bleary eyed.
"Seems like it. He hates being away from Rose." she answered quietly.
"I can relate." I responded.
Boy could I.
"What? You miss Rose? She'll be so flattered to hear that." Bella teased.
"You know what I mean Miss Swan." I smiled painfully.
My head fucking hurts.
An hour later, dressed and ready to meet Johnny for lunch, I felt much better.
I was anxious to see Johnny again, and even more anxious to drive down to Laguna Beach with Bella afterward.
Bella seemed nervous as we waited at our table.
Of course she's nervous. This is all still new to her.
I knew I should have stopped her when she ordered the Bloody Mary, especially since neither of us had eaten anything since last night, but I couldn't bring myself to deny her anything.
"Edward, didn't you know that the best cure for a hangover is a little alcohol? You know, hair of the dog and all that." She said smugly.
I suddenly started to get a little nervous.
This could be bad, very bad.
Bella guzzled down half her drink before Johnny even got there.
Once he arrived, I introduced them, which resulted in Bella temporarily losing the ability to speak.
It was rather charming until she looked at Johnny like he was something to eat. Not just something, but like he was the last donut in the box. The last oreo in the package. The last beer in the six pack. You get my meaning.
Bella got very quiet, and seemed to be concentrating on her Bloody Mary while I told Johnny about the film I was working on now and the project with Clint coming up in September. In return, he told me about filming The Tourist in Venice, and doing another Pirates movie this summer.
"I've got a shoot in England starting in a couple of weeks, should last a month." I told him.
"I have a home there, but we're heading back to the farm in France when we leave L.A. I want a little family time before I start filming again." Johnny remarked.
I kept shooting sideways glances at Bella. For some reason, her silence was making me nervous.
Johnny turned to her. "So Bella, you're from Seattle right?"
She put on a fake smile.
That was weird.
"I live in Seattle, but I'm actually from a little town near the west coast of Washington called Forks." I smiled at her ability to answer the question.
Maybe the alcohol isn't affecting her after all.
She continued. "My Dad is the chief of police."
Johnny looked surprised. "That's interesting. So were you a goody goody kid or a trouble maker?" He said with a mischievous smile.
Bella looked confused. "It's just that I've found that cop's kids are usually one extreme or the other. The same can be said for the children of clergymen I guess." Johnny chuckled.
She looked a little insulted before her eyes started to dart around the room.
I patted her hand soothingly. "I'm sure that Bella was a very good child."
She nodded and smiled at me gratefully.
She started looking around the room again and then seemed to be throwing smug smiles at the other patrons.
What is going on in that mind of hers?
The server finally came to take our food order, and I glared at Bella when she was not only rude to her, but ordered another Bloody Mary before eating anything.
The effect of the second drink was very noticeable. Bella loudly chewed the celery stick that came with it, and sucked down the drink, all the while swaying slightly to the music in her head.
Note to self: no more alcohol for Bella. EVER.
"We really should look into doing a project together." Johnny was speaking to me. "Maybe something with Rodriguez directing."
I nodded while still aware of the gorgeous unpredictable brunette seated to my right.
Again with the swaying.
"How long will you be in California Bella?"
Oh God. Johnny's asking her a question.
"I fly back on Sunday." She answered correctly, although her eyes glazed over immediately afterward.
Finally our food arrived. Hopefully having something on her stomach will curb Bella's weird behavior.
"Oh thank fuck!" She exclaimed loudly. "We've been waiting so fucking long that I assumed they had a one-armed chef!"
I don't know what Johnny's reaction was because I was too busy covering my face with my hands.
I recovered enough to start eating my food, hoping against hope that that would be the worst of her outbursts.
I was wrong.
"Don't eat that!" She shouted, startling the shit out of me. "Edward, that waitress may be spreading hepatitis or E. coli or maybe diphtheria." She whispered.
"Bella, what are you talking about?" I whispered back.
"I don't think she washes her hands after she tinkles." She said as she nodded knowingly.
"Bella, did you follow her to the ladies room?" She shook her head. "No, you didn't." I turned to Johnny, who was looking very amused. "I'm sorry, she's not really used to alcohol."
We can never come back to this restaurant again.
Bella's fear of hepatitis seemed to lose out over her hunger, as I watched her devour her veggie wrap.
"It's okay Edward. I understand that you guys have had a crazy couple of weeks. Now you can finally relax a little." Johnny said quietly.
I nodded. I felt a little bad for getting upset with Bella. After all, she'd had a hell of a couple of weeks. I went back to eating my lunch.
Suddenly, in the middle of a bite, Bella lunged at me, kissing me square on the lips. And then she giggled.
Could I love her any more?
Johnny shook his head and chuckled. I couldn't stop myself from laughing along with him.
While Bella was busily eating, Johnny said in a low voice "Edward, I'm telling you right now that you would be a fool if you ever let her get away."
I nodded in agreement and glanced smiling at my girl.
The server arrived again and I successfully maneuvered Bella away from ordering more alcohol.
"Bella, if you forgo the alcohol, I'll treat you to dessert. I hear the cheesecake is exceptional." I pulled out my 'Hollywood' smile.
She looked bewildered.
"Whatever you say Edward." She answered.
She got quiet again, and for some reason blushed when Johnny smiled at her.
I'll have to ask her later what the fuck that was about.
I think I had about three bites of my chocolate cake before Bella commandeered it, leaving me to eat what was left of her cheesecake. I didn't mind, as long as she was happy.
And hopefully less drunk.
Johnny and I talked a little more about finding a project together. Johnny would be back in Europe in a couple of weeks, and would touch base with me again then.
We said our goodbyes, and headed for the exit. Bella stopped me before we reached the door. She leaned up and kissed me again. "I'm going to the ladies room, I'll just be a minute."
A dozen different scenarios flashed through my head, all of them unpleasant, of what could happen to Bella once she was out of my sight.
I need to learn to relax.
-LRM-
"I think I may have narcolepsy." Bella stated as she stretched.
She was so random.
We were in the Vanquish, on our way to Laguna Beach and She'd just woken up.
"Bella, you don't have narcolepsy." I said with a smile.
"I don't know Edward, every time I ride in a Vanquish, I fall asleep." She grinned.
"I'm not surprised after all that alcohol." I muttered.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." She said with an arched glare. "Maybe I just have carcolepsy?"
I laughed and shook my head. I reached for her hand, placing it between us. "I don't know how I'll survive a whole month without you Bella."
"Edward, we were apart for a month after Valentine's Day." She reminded.
"That's true, but I knew that at any time I could hop a plane and be there in about three hours. England is so far…" I drifted off.
"It will be okay Edward. It's your career. We'll make due."
I should be comforting her, not the other way around.
I'm such a pussy.
"Bella." I glanced at her with a serious expression. "I know this isn't an option, I guess I'm just curious."
"What Edward?"
"I just wondered, if you were through with school, would you have considered going to England with me? I mean if I'd asked?" I wouldn't blame her for saying no.
"Yes I would have gone. Would you have asked?"
"Absolutely Bella. I always want to be with you. Now that I have you, it doesn't feel right when we're apart. Aside from just plain missing you, I also worry all the time whether or not you're okay." I sighed.
"You shouldn't, you'll get worry lines. Then you'll be out of a job." She tried to joke.
At least she doesn't think I'm overreacting.
I smiled and shook my head.
I could tell by Bella's reaction that she loved the Ritz. I'd never been here before, but Alice had recommended it.
"Wow" she said. "You outdid yourself this time Mr. Movie Star." She smiled.
We decided to take a walk on the beach before sunset.
"I can't get over all the colors. I'm used to the grey and green landscapes back home." Bella said as we walked.
"It is beautiful." I said as I actually paid attention to my surroundings. "It's funny Bella, I never noticed or cared about any of this stuff before I met you."
"I understand Edward. I'm definitely looking at the world through different eyes now. It's kind of incredible." She smiled.
I couldn't have said it better myself.
We had a late dinner in our suite. Afterwards, Bella wanted to go down to the hotel bar for a nightcap.
I cringed. I wasn't sure if I could tell her no.
I tried. I really did.
"Bella, if I agree to this you have to promise just one drink and then we come back to the room okay?"
"Sure Edward, that would be fine." She smiled and shrugged. "Edward, be honest, are you afraid you'll get drunk and do something embarrassing?"
She was absolutely clueless about her drunken behavior.
"Exactly Bella. I live in fear of doing something embarrassing. That's why I wouldn't drink during our lunch today." I muttered sarcastically.
"Maybe it's a good thing that I'm the only one who drank then."
I rubbed my chin with my hand while looking down into her eyes. "Or maybe it's a good thing that you're so damned endearing when you're tipsy."
She looked confused. "Don't worry about it Bella." I said as I pecked her lips. "Let's go get that drink."
The bar was nice. We found a dark secluded table and proceeded to have not one drink, but two. I was even able to talk Bella into dancing.
Maybe her drinking isn't such a bad idea after all.
I was just coming back from the rest room when I noticed a creepy motherfucker standing way too close to my girl.
I sped up my steps to reach them sooner.
"Wah Da Tah." I heard Bella say as I approached the table.
"Sine your pitty on the runny kine." She said seriously.
Why the hell is she speaking like Pootie Tang again?
The jerk hovering over her looked at Bella like she was crazy, but he was still too damn close.
"Excuse me." I said as he grabbed his shoulder, moving him away from Bella. "Would you kindly step away from my girlfriend, before I have you forcibly removed?"
The arrogant motherfucker threw his hands up in surrender. "Hey man, I didn't mean anything. No blood no foul right?" He had the nerve to smile at me. "You really should keep a better eye on your girlfriend if you want to keep her."
I want to punch him.
He gave Bella a wary look. "On second thought, she's all yours. That chick is a little too strange for me." He shook his head as he walked away.
You'd better believe that she's all mine.
I turned toward Bella. "Bella, is it possible, or could I have just imagined that you were using Pootie Tang-speak to get that guy to leave?" I smiled at her.
"Wa Da Tah." She said, smiling.
She was amazing. A little crazy. A lot sexy. Definitely amazing.
I sat down. She jumped into my lap and kissed the amazement right off my face. That was the second time today that she'd 'stealth' kissed me.
I liked it. A lot.
I couldn't help myself, I started to laugh as I thought about her behavior today. "Bella, I've always found you amusing, but the drinking has unlocked a whole other side of you. But, be that as it may, we're calling a moratorium on alcohol until Friday."
She tried to pout.
"Come on Drunkella, time to go." I smiled as I reached for her hand. "It's been a long day."
"Sa Da Tay." She said in agreement.
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A/N Lots of photos are posted in the Facebook page photo albums of places E&B visit, clothing, the Ring, etc.
Probably going to do one more LRM before going back to V&V. There is a point coming up in the storyline where LRM and V&V need to be even, because we will need to see Edward's POV first from time to time.
This story is sorely lacking in reviews..but I understand. It's technically a 'companion' story, and wouldn't be able to stand alone. That being said, I really appreciate the time you take to read and review. Thank you all, and send me some love.