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[A/N] Welcome to a new chapter, my lovely readers. Thank you for your reviews. I hope everybody is going to have a nice start into this weekend.
Today's update is dedicated to sydneyw3 and LethalPoison
**19**
"Don't let her eat candy crap all day long." Bella told her ex-boyfriend when she dropped little Resha off at his place. No, she didn't like the idea of him spending time with her. She was still mad at Tyler for the stunt he had pulled at the parking lot in La Push. But whether Bella liked his behavior or not, he was still Resha's father and the girl had a right to see him. It had also been a good excuse for Bella to go to Seattle again over the weekend. The thing that Bella needed more than anything was to spend some time alone with Rosalie.
"She can eat whatever she wants when she's at my house." Tyler stated, holding a bag with chips up to Resha.
Bella frowned. She swallowed back a snappy comment. Don't say something rude again in front of the kid, she tried to remind herself.
"Resha, sweetie, go upstairs and start unpacking your stuff. Your father will be with you in a minute."
The girl nodded her head. "Are you going to pick me up tomorrow?"
"Of course, I will." Bella assured her. She kneeled down to wrap her arms around her daughter. "Have fun, sweetie. Kay?"
Again, Resha nodded before she stormed upstairs, almost losing her balance on the stairs.
"Don't run!" Bella called after her. "How often—"
"Relax." Tyler mumbled. "You are so fucking tensed all the time, Cherie." When he stepped closer to Bella and placed his hands on her shoulders, she pushed him away.
"Don't touch me."
He grinned. "I thought you coming here meant you want to get back together with me."
"Thinking is not your strength. I'm only here to drop off the girl. Which by the way, you should be grateful for. I don't have to let you see her."
The smile on Tyler's face froze into an annoyed frown. "I could try to get custody for her. Mom says my chances are big."
"Your mother knows shit. No judge who is right in his head will give you custody."
"I could always play the race card." He stated calmly. "I don't think it's good for Resha to be around white people all the time."
Bella exhaled loudly though her teeth. "This conversation won't lead to anything. God, I hate you."
"You used to love me."
"Things change and so do people. Remember what I said about the eating thing. She's going to get a stomach ache when you give her too much sugary stuff."
Tyler promised to do what Bella had told him. He was smart enough not to start another move on Bella when she told him goodbye. A man needs to know when he has lost and Tyler had lost Bella irrevocably that much he was almost sure of.
Back in her car, while she was on her way to Rosalie's apartment, Bella thought over her plan again. She needed to show Rosalie that she was way better for her than Carlisle. Then, she also needed to find a way to make Rosalie angry at him. Rosalie wasn't a nice person to deal with when she was mad at you. Carlisle wouldn't like it.
A few minutes later, Bella turned off the engine with a sigh. She applied a fresh layer of lip balm on her lips and combed through her hair with her fingers before she stepped out.
"There you are." Rosalie greeted her cheerfully, opening the door. "I was so happy when you called me that you were going to come."
"I'm not disturbing your wedding preparations, am I?" Bella asked, pulling Rosalie into a tight and very long hug. Oh, yes, this felt so very right. She never wanted to let go of her best friend.
"Come in. I don't get to prepare anything for this wedding." Rosalie stated. "Mom is deciding everything that there is to decide."
Bella cleared her throat and sat down at the crème-colored leather couch in Rosalie's living room. "Do you want me to tell her to back off?"
"Not necessary. I'm actually glad that she's handling everything. She's better at organizing things than me."
"I don't think so." Bella said. She wrapped her arm around Rosalie and stroked softly over the skin on Rosalie's arm. In her chest, Bella could feel her heart pounding fast.
Don't be nervous. Bella told herself. You can do this. Just try to let your feelings guide you.
Rosalie sighed. She leaned her head against Bella's shoulder and closed her eyes for a moment. "I'm so glad you are here. We need to have girl nights way more often."
"You're going to be married soon. Married women spend their Saturdays with their hubbies. Not with their friends."
"Well, that doesn't work out when you are going to get married to a doctor. He's working this weekend too. I don't like it."
Bella's fingertips circled down to Rosalie's hand. She wasn't wearing the engagement ring right now. If that wasn't a good sign, Bella didn't know what a good sign was.
"Do we want to go out?" Rosalie asked, pulling her hand away from Bella's tender hold. She had to press her lips together to suppress a soft moan. Why did it feel so amazingly good when Bella touched her? It never felt that way when Carlisle tried to be tender with her. Yes, he was a good man. He was kind and full of compassion. There were a million reasons why she should love him. Yet, she didn't, at least not in the romantic, fairytale kind of way.
"Sure, why not. We haven't been out in forever." Bella stated. Her eyes caught a crumbled leaflet on the table. "Hey is that a new club?"
"It's a gay club." Rose explained with embarrassment. "One of the morons at my work put it on my desk. Paul is such a jerk."
"Maybe we should go there. It could be fun."
"We are not gay." Rosalie giggled. "I think it would be awkward."
"Don't be scared." Bella laughed, taking Rosalie's hand again. "I will protect you if some dykes start making any moves on you."
Rosalie sighed. Then she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Bella's cheek. "You are so cute. I love you."
"I love you more." Bella mumbled. "Do we want to eat something before we go? We could order some pizza. I know you hate cooking."
"Pizza is not going to help make this ass a size smaller." Rosalie said, wiggling her backside in front of Bella's face. "But…we could share one. Couldn't we? It doesn't count when we share a pizza. Right?"
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The club was already crowded when Bella and Rosalie entered it three hours later. The air was too warm, filled with sweat, perfume and the aroma of cheap alcohol.
Bella hugged Rosalie from behind and nuzzled her face against her friend's neck. She loved the shoulder-free top Rose was wearing. It made Rosalie look so incredibly sexy.
"We're not like them. Are we?" Rosalie asked, pointing her finger towards a lesbian couple that was about to dry hump each other on the dance floor.
"You and I are just us." Bella whispered into Rosalie's ear. "Do you want to dance?"
"There is no space for dancing." Rosalie stated. The blonde woman felt a shiver running down her spine when Bella pulled her closer against her own body.
"Just move your hips, Beautiful. We don't have to move around a lot. You know I'm not good at that anyway."
It was too hot. It was too hot inside the club and being so close to Rosalie only made Bella feel warmer. Pearls of sweat trickled down the side of her face.
"I'll get us something to drink." Bella mumbled, kissing Rosalie's neck before she pulled away from the embrace.
She managed to push herself through the crowd and towards the bar. "Beer for you and your girlfriend?" the bartender asked with a grin. He was a tall guy who had his dreadlocks pulled back in a ponytail. "You two are a pretty couple."
"We're not together." Bella told him. I'm still working at that part, she thought in her head. "Do you have some chilled white wine? She likes that better than beer."
"It's always a good start when you know what a woman likes." He stated with a grin. Then he reached out his hand to her. "Hi, my name is Laurent. I'm the co-owner of this rainbow paradise."
Laurent filled two plastic cups with wine and added some ice-cubes. Then he swirled a bottle around between his hands and filled a neon-green shot into a little glass.
"That's a Wet Pussy for you on the house. Cheers."
Bella wrinkled her nose as the bitter alcohol filled her mouth. The aftertaste was strangely sweet and reminded her a bit of pineapple.
"Thanks, Laurent. Have a good night."
"Wait. If you and your non-girlfriend want to come again, I have some free tickets for you for Friday night."
Bella took the tickets from him and pushed them into the pocket of her jeans. A bit of the wine swapped over her shirt when she made her way back to Rosalie again.
"I wanted to come after you." Rosalie snapped, her blue eyes sparkling in the dim light of the club. "What the fuck were you talking to that guy for so long?"
"What is your problem? Why are you so pissed now?"
"Because tonight was supposed to be about us!" The blonde called out. "And now you are flirting with the bartender. Don't tell you weren't. I know he's your type."
"Why do you think he's my type?" Bella asked annoyed by Rosalie's ridiculous jealousy. "Because Tyler is black and Laurent too? Do you think I want to fuck every black male on the planet?"
"I don't care." Rosalie snapped. "It's none of my business." Rose took one of the plastic cups from Bella and gulped its content down in a flash. "I don't like how I feel when I see you with someone." She prattled. "I know I have no right to feel that way and that makes me even more furious."
It was now or never. Bella knew she had to use this opportunity. "Come with me." she demanded, pulling Rosalie out of the club. She pushed Rose against a wall and cupped the blonde's face in her hand.
"I'm going to kiss you now. That way you'll know I want nobody but you, my Beautiful."
Very lightly Bella touched her lips against Rosalie's. It was a gentle kiss, almost like a question. Bella was giving Rose a last chance to pull away. She didn't do it.
Instead Rosalie reached out her hands and wrapped them around Bella's waist. Her tongue swiped between the brunette woman's lips, making her groan softly in response.
Both of them were panting heavily when they finally managed to break the contact of their mouths. "You've driving me crazy." Rosalie whispered, letting her lips glide down Bella's throat. "I dream about you every night." Her tongue flattered over Bella's sweaty skin. "About the things I want you to do to me."
"What kind of things?" Bella asked her voice sounding deep with lust. "Tell me."
Rosalie swallowed back another moan. Her fingers were trembling when she took Bella's hand and placed it on her chest. "Please,"
Bella could feel Rosalie beginning to shiver slightly when she cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her top. Between her own legs, the cotton of her panties was already damp. She could feel the blood in her veins racing at the speed of light.
She kissed Rosalie's mouth again, deepening it after a few seconds as she explored the inside of her best friend's mouth with her tongue. God, why hadn't they done this earlier? How had they managed to keep this magnetic attraction towards each other at bay before?
It didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was here and now. Bella pushed her knee between Rosalie's thighs. "Let's go home, Beautiful. I really need to be alone with you now."