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Chapter 15 – Mr. June

Mr. June had a rugged look about him, which Bella found refreshingly sexy after five clean-cut guys. She wondered what it would feel like to run her hands through his tousled brown hair, to feel his light stubble brush against her chin. Or her breasts. Or her…

"Bella?"

"Yes, Alice?"

"Can you give me a hand with this baby oil, please?"

"Yes, Alice." Please, Alice.

Alice handed Bella the bottle of oil and asked her to start greasing up Liam's back. Bella only too happily obliged. As she rubbed the oil into his smooth skin, she was reminded of Riley's massage. Her heart fluttered at the memory and she felt herself blush.

Bella worked her way down until she reached the model's butt. "Um, Liam… do you mind if I…?" He looked round and saw Bella's predicament. He laughed a dirty chuckle.

"No bother, love, work away. I don't want to get me hands greasy now, do I?" She swooned inside. His Irish accent was to die for.

After the little – or rather, big – problem at the last photo shoot, Bella felt a renewed confidence in herself. She'd given up worrying – about whether she could score a guy, about whether she should date. She was just going to go with the flow. And the flow seemed to be going very well today.

She cast a glance over at Edward. He was busy setting up the lighting in front of a massive full-length mirror. Bella had given him the tricky job of fixing the lights in such a way to cast Liam's nether regions in shadow, while his glorious backside was reflected in the mirror behind him. That should keep Edward out of my hair for a while, she thought. Bella wasn't finding Edward quite so annoying any more, but for some reason she didn't feel comfortable having him around while she flirted with Liam.

Bella squeezed a big dollop of oil into her hands and started to rub it into Liam's tight ass, trying to find the fine line between businesslike and sexy (she wasn't sure such a thing existed but she was going to try her damnedest to find it). Bella looked up from her work at Alice, who was oiling up Liam's chest with a small smile on her face. She saw her friend's eyes dart down to the model's naked crotch and look back up at Bella in shock. Bella had known Alice long enough to interpret the look she was giving her. Liam was evidently enjoying this. A lot. Bella suppressed a laugh and carried on massaging his butt. She was certainly doing a thorough job.

"Lads, do you mind if we put some music on?" asked Liam. "I find it helps me relax."

"Sure, no problem," said Bella.

"Ah deadly! I've a CD in me bag. It's me mate's band. They're really good."

"Oh cool," said Alice. "Just let me wash this oil of my hands and I'll get it for you." She went over to the sink, leaving Bella and Liam alone. Bella suddenly felt acutely aware of the model's lack of clothes.

"I'm going to see them play tonight, actually. They're the support act for Denali at the Volterra club. You should come along… if you're not doing anything, like. They'll be tickets on the door." Liam was looking at her with a twinkle in his green eyes.

Bella grinned. Was this a date? It turned out she didn't need to worry about what to do – sometimes fate stepped in and made the decision for you. "Yeah, sure, why not? It sounds like it could be fun."

"Did you just say Denali are playing at Volterra tonight?" Edward called over from his stepladder. Bella gritted her teeth. Just when she was starting to like the guy…

"Yeah, it should be a savage gig," replied Liam, before Bella could stop him.

"Oh man, Leah is going to be so stoked when I tell her. She's a big fan of Denali." Bella raised her eyebrows in disbelief. She had never heard of the band until two seconds ago, but yet Leah was a huge fan?

"Well, let's make it a group outing," Alice chipped in. Bella flashed her a look. What was she playing at? Alice pointedly ignored her glare and pressed play on the CD player. Bella threw her head back in despair. She was never going to get a fucking break.

oOo

The Volterra club was a complete hole of a place. While the Spartans bar may have been too flash and pretentious for Bella and Alice's taste, this place was at the opposite end of the scale. Bella could feel her shoes sticking to the floor and her nostrils were assaulted by a potent mixture of suspicious smells. She wished she'd slipped some sanitizer into her handbag.

Her and Alice headed straight to the bar, through a sea of leather jackets and ripped jeans. They were going to need a lot of alcohol to get through the evening. Bella was finding it hard to imagine Leah at a place like this. Had Edward made a mistake in thinking she liked this band, Denali? She certainly hadn't seemed like a heavy rock chick.

Alice handed Bella a rum and coke in a grubby-looking glass. Bella wiped it with the edge of her sleeve before taking a cautious sip. "This better be worth it, Bells," grumbled Alice, peering with distaste at the shriveled slice of lemon in her vodka tonic.

"I would apologise, but you know you didn't have to come. If Edward hadn't piped up I'd be enjoying a romantic date with a certain cute Irishman right now."

"Romantic? This place?" laughed Alice, looking around. "Where is Liam anyway? I thought we were supposed to meet him here at nine. You don't think he's bailed, do you?"

Bella looked at her watch. "He's only fifteen minutes late. I'm sure he'll be here soon. Do you think he's interested in me?"

"He asked you out to this dump, didn't he?" Bella wasn't sure how to take this comment – yes, he'd asked her out… but he'd invited her here.

Before she had a chance to answer Alice, she felt a pair of hands grab her waist playfully from behind. She smiled to herself and took the hands in hers, turning round to greet Liam with a hug.

It wasn't Liam.

"Oh, hey Edward," Bella sighed, disappointed and a little surprised at Edward's familiarity with her. He did hug me at my apartment the other day, she thought, but this feels a little bit weird. I am kind of his boss after all. She made a mental note to talk to him about this later.

"Hi Bella," he slurred, leaning in a little too close for comfort. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. "Alice," he waved, his eyes struggling to focus.

"Edward, you're drunk," Bella stated, crossly. This was all she needed. They were probably going to get thrown out before Liam even got here. "Where's Leah?"

Edward looked around behind him, swaying dangerously on his feet. "She's over…"

"It's okay, I see her," said Alice, waving frantically at Leah to join them. Leah rushed over as soon as she saw.

"Hey guys. I'm so sorry, Edward made a break for it while I was checking our coats. We barely made it in the door. He was back-chatting the bouncers." She flashed Edward a furious look, gripping his arm to steady him.

"How much has he had to drink?" asked Bella.

"Too much," Leah sighed. "We met round my place for a couple of drinks before we came out. Before I knew it, the whiskey bottle was empty. I don't know what's got into him. He usually knows his limits. He seemed pretty pissed about something, but he wouldn't tell me what. I don't know…"

"So you think he's been trying to drown his sorrows?" asked Alice. Leah shrugged, and helped Edward onto a bar stool where he slumped and closed his eyes.

"You shouldn't have brought him out in this state," said Bella. "He's a mess, Leah. What were you thinking?"

"I know, I know! But he was so excited to see this band, I didn't want him to miss it. And I thought he might sober up a bit once we got out of the apartment." Edward leaned over towards Leah and rested his head on her shoulder. She struggled to keep him from falling off the stool.

"Edward wanted to see them?" asked Bella, puzzled. "I thought you were the Denali fan?"

"Me? I'd never… uh, I mean, yeah, but Edward loves them, too." Bella exchanged a look with Alice. Leah seemed to be covering something up but she didn't know what. Or why.

"Well, he's not going to see them in that state," said Alice. "And if he does, he sure as hell won't remember it. You should really take him home, Leah. At least call him a cab if you want to see the band yourself."

"No, you're right, Alice. I'll take him home. I should never have brought him out like this. I didn't realise how drunk he actually was." She lightly tapped Edward on the face a few times. "Come on, Sleeping Beauty. Let's get you home."

Bella had to admit she felt pretty bad for Edward as Leah dragged him out of the bar. The poor guy was going to have one hell of a hangover in the morning. Her sympathy didn't last long though, because at that moment, Liam arrived.

And he wasn't alone.

A/N: Awww, poor Edward! Why do you think he got so drunk? I would love to hear what you think in a review!