A/N

Hey Beauties,
So here it is, Chapter 10
hope you like it :-)

Just to let you know I plan to publish my chapters every Sunday night (UK time) but with R.L this day is not set in stone. Also if I've had a very productive week I may even post 2 Chapters a week like the old days.

Blame it on the Goose

Got you feeling loose

Blame it on Patron

Got you in the zone

Blame it on the aaaa alcohol

Blame it on the aaaa alcohol

"More suction please" I tell the scrub nurse as she submerges the device into the patient's open chest cavity on the operating table below me, draining the small amount of excess fluid. I apply the final sutures to the aorta, glancing up at Dr Morgan, who is to my right watching me carefully. He nods his head in confirmation, and I breathe a silent sigh of relief; nearly there now.

We have just spent the past 6 hours in the O.R, surgically removing this patient's old heart and replacing it with a new one. Heart transplants are one of the most strenuous and meticulous surgeries to perform. They require a great deal of concentration and skill as you disconnect the old heart and attach the new one precisely. The muscles in my shoulders and back ache from being in this position for so long. God I'm so tired. These sleepless nights are catching up to me, my eyelids growing heavy as I try to keep them open to apply this last suture. The dim lighting of the O.R making me feel even sleepier the exception of the light shining down on the open chest cavity doesn't seem to be enough.

My thoughts turn to Edward on its own accord again for the umpteenth time since walking away from him in the hall earlier on. Try as I might I can't seem to stop him from entering my mind, like a glass of wine spilt on a thick cream luxurious rug. Soaking the layers and becoming more and more embedded. I close my eyes and see his face as it was hours ago. Blank and expressionless. I want nothing more than to make him smile, to see his emerald eyes sparkle and crinkle in the corner. I bite my bottom lip just imagining what it would be like to feel him, holding me and touching me, his strong arms wrapped around me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear in Italian.

Oh yes. I believe a prescription of that three times a day will cure my problem for sure. I feel my hand suddenly slip, my eyes snapping open as I quickly remember where I am. FUCK! The alarms from the machines start blaring out loudly. What have I done? I look down at the chest cavity to see it filling up with blood quickly. I've sliced through a vein! This can't be fucking happening? My own heart is beating so fast I can hear my pulse in my ears. My mind has gone completely blank as I stare down in horror at the mess before me. Think! Think, God damn it! I close my head shaking my head trying to think clearly.

"Suction, NOW!" I yell to the nurse and she tries draining out the blood but it's no good. I dive my hand in and scoop some out. I got to fix this now. I feel own heart now pounding painfully around in my chest as beads of sweat start to form on my forehead.

"His blood pressure is dropping, Dr Swan" Dr Morgan says from somewhere to my right. "Dr Swan you need to find this bleed or your patient is going to die." Don't you think I know that, Doc? I close my eyes trying to feel for the leak. I let my fingers search around for it, praying that I can locate in time. I move my finger to the left and feel the pressure.

"I've got it; I have my finger over it. Pass me the cross clamp and some pads."

X

Dr Morgan and I step out of the O.R, the heart transplant successfully completed, but could've very easily been a different story. I stand over the sink in the adjacent room. I rip of my gloves and gown, tossing them forcefully in the trash and turn on the taps picking up the bar of soap to wash my hands. Dr Morgan does the same but not quite and joins me at the sink.

"You almost lost focus there Isabella" Dr Morgan states standing beside me. I stare down at my hands rubbing my cuticles with the soap and interlocking my fingers to get into the crevices.

"I know Sir I'm sorry, it won't happen again" I tell him feeling ashamed.

"The job we have isn't easy, Isabella. That is why it is crucial for us to drop any distractions right at the door of the operating room and never allow them to come in"

"Yes Sir" I nod my head in understanding.

"Take tomorrow off. I can't teach you anything if you're burnt out" he decides.

"That won't be necessary Sir, honestly I'm fine" I protest. I need to keep myself busy if I stand any chance getting back to normal, being alone right now and left to nothing but my thoughts will drive me crazy.

"I wasn't asking, Isabella" I look over at him to see his stern expression peering back at me through his circle lenses. I take a deep breath and nod my head. "Good I'll go let the family know that the surgery was a success." He dries his hands and leaves without another word.

I turn off the tap and slowly dry off my hands, leaving the room and heading up to the Doctor's Lounge. Once there, I make my way to the locker rooms and slump down on the bench, my body and mind worn out completely. I reach my hand inside the pocket of my scrubs and pull out the black silk handkerchief that Edward had given me. I had since washed it after using it that night in New York, and kept hold of it as a memento.

I look down at it, the black fabric smooth and soft in my hand. I lift it up to my nose and inhale deeply, hoping that it might smell of him. But instead it just smells of my laundry detergent. I put it back in my pocket, and bow my head, resting my elbows on my knees and holding my hands on either side of my head.

I wish things could be different, I wish that they could just be easy and simple but they're not. That man has come into my life and has turned my world upside down. This is crazy; never in my life have my thoughts been so consumed with one individual. I still can't get over what happened in New York, how he managed to stop all those thoughts, like some kind of human shield. I think back to my Nanas' story about the Spirit Light relieving the Angels burdens, surely if that was true something like race wouldn't be an issue. I shake my head; surely there must be a better, more logical explanation for that. But none come to mind.

I sit up straight staring at the lockers in front of me. This has to stop, I can't be with him and that's that. I can't let myself get distracted by him. It's too dangerous. I could've killed a patient! Oh god, if that patient would've died it would have been my entire fault. I breathe in a lungful of air, trying to clear my mind of everything. I can't keep going over all this, it's not healthy. I need to de-stress.

I pull my phone out of my bra, finding the name in my contacts and hitting call. It rings a few times and then someone picks up

"Hello?" I make out the sound of Angela's voice over the noise of music and people talking

"Hey Ang, is that invite still open?"

"Hey Bella, yea sure come over"

"Ok see you soon"

I hang up the phone and start getting changed. I need a drink. A very fucking strong one.

An hour and a half later I'm sat in Angela's parents' house around a small round table with Angela and Alice in the glasshouse attached to the back of their home that we have to ourselves, which has been converted into a spacious lounge area.

Angela's parents Mr and Mrs Martinez are so sweet and kind. I can see where Angela gets it from. I was welcomed with genuine warm arms and even though I had missed the big sit down meal Angela's mum stilled fixed me up a plate of leftover thanks giving dinner, which I'm currently tucking into right now.

Angela's family is huge. I've never seen so many Aunts, Uncles and Cousins all in one place, there must be at least 30 people currently roaming around the house, playing music, dancing and enjoying the festivities. It's an amazing atmosphere, which makes me miss my own family a little, back home.

Alice has been working nights for the past two days, today being her day off so this is the first time seeing her since my date with Edward. I finish my food just in time for their game of dominoes to end and for Alice to pounce.

"So are you gonna tell us how it went or not?" I hold up my hand to her

"Before I say anything, I'm going to need a drink"

"Uh oh" Alice says regretfully.

Angela stands up and takes away my plate and quickly returns with a bunch of bottles and glasses in her hands and carefully deposits them on the table.

"Wait, I forgot the Tequila and shot glasses" Angela says pushing her glasses back up her nose and rushing back out the door. Alice reaches for a large bottle of Grey Goose vodka and starts pouring some out in a glass, she looks up at me giving me a devious smile which I return. Oh tonight is definitely going to be fun.

An hour later we're sat around the table playing a game of poker, which naturally due to my gift I'm whooping ass at. I have relayed to them the events of my date with Edward as I sit nursing my third vodka and coke.

"So let me get this straight" Alice says as lets out a soundless burp "Edward took you on a private jet?"

"Yes"

"Flew you to New York, whilst also having a lavish 3 course meal, on board"

"Yes"

"and took you to see 'Phantom of the Opera' on Broadway" she says clarifying what I just told her

"Yes"

"But when you saw him earlier you told him that you didn't want to see him again?" she asks with a confused expression on her face

"Yes" I say, seeing now how crazy it all sounds.

"Bella that makes no sense" Angela says putting down her hand of cards. I put down mine and Angela shakes her head in disbelief. "How the hell do you do keep doing that?" she asks as I collect my mound of pretzels. I shrug my shoulders innocently.

"Why on earth would you end things with him?" Alice rants at me clearly still a Team Edward cheerleader. I take a big gulp of my drink putting the empty glass back on the table, thinking how best to tell her without causing any offensive.

"Because…we're…his you know" I gesture my hand awkwardly to her "… and I'm you know… " gesturing to myself "…and I just don't want people to think nasty things about us because we're together" I say the last part in a quick rush.

They're both quiet for a moment, as my words sink in when suddenly they burst into loud laughter. I furrow my brows wondering if they actually understood what I said.

"What the hell is so funny?" I say completely missing the joke. There laughter calms gradually and Alice explains.

"Oh Bella, this is America honey. Nobody gives a shit." What? Clearly she hadn't heard that guys thoughts back in New York.

"Yea Bella. Nobody cares about things like that anymore. And if they do… screw 'em. This is 2014 our president is biracial for crying out loud" Angela states

"Bella, everyone is down with the Swirl" I look at Alice, confused "You know chocolate" she says indicating with one hand "and vanilla" she say indicating with the other, bringing both hands together and interlocking her fingers tightly and doing a snake-like motion with them.

I can't help but laugh at her analogy, the stress I've been carrying around in my shoulders suddenly easing a little. I make myself another vodka and coke taking a sip.

"So you guys think I should keep seeing him?"

"YES" they both shout in unison making us all giggle. Angela gets up and heads over to a little stereo system and starts turning on some music. I bop my head in time to the beat smiling to myself feeling relaxed and happy in my light buzz from the alcohol.

"We should go out" Angela announces

"Where?" I ask

"I don't know to a club or a bar or something"

"What now?" I ask not really feeling like heading to a club in my jeans and black sweater.

"Not now, like plan a night out, just us girlies"

"I don't know Ang…" I admit, never really being the clubbing kind of girl. Angela walks back over to the table and taking a seat.

"Oh come on Bella it will be fun. Plus it's my birthday next month, New Year's Day. We could go out New Year's Eve and party." Alice suggests

"Oh my God let's do it, book the night off from work and party. Bella you have to come. Pleeeasse! please" Angela chimes excitedly grabbing my wrists and looking over at me

"Fine, Fine. I'm in" I say laughing, Angela lets go of my wrists both her and Alice cheering happily.

"We should go shopping and get some dresses. Can't be going out looking like any old riff raff" Alice says thoughtfully. We then arrange to go shopping after Christmas and hit the sales for an outfit for Alice's birthday. We laugh and chat some more when Alice exclaims

"Let's play another game"

"Like what, Bella keeps beating our asses at all of them" I smile shyly and Angela winks at me playfully

"Well we'll just have to think of a good one then" Alice says thinking. I can see in her mind her going through numerous games before she finally stops at one I've never heard of before "I know let's play 'I have never'

"Never heard of it" I tell them

"Come Alice really? What are we 15?" Angela asks in disbelief.

"It'll be fun" Alice chirps and starts lining up the shot glasses filling them with Tequila. "Ok so the rules are pretty simple. We each take turns saying a statement starting with the phrase 'I have never…' For example 'I have never swum with dolphins'. If you've also never swam with dolphins you take a shot, if you have swam with dolphins, you don't take a shot. If no one has then you, yourself has to take a shot."

"Ok that sounds simple enough" I say nodding my head

"Nu huh, that not how you play it. It's if you have, you take a shot" Angela interjects

"Nu huh, then the game would be called 'I have'" Alice says confidently. Angela rolls her eyes putting a dish of lemon slices in the centre and a small salt shaker.

"Wait hold on, is it salt, shot, lemon or lemon, shot, salt" I ask, it's been a long time since I had a Tequila shot

"Salt, Shot and lemon" Angela confirms, Alice nods her head in agreement.

We start the game each of us saying a statement like: I have never gotten a parking ticket or I have never been to Australia and so on. By this point we had all had at least three shots each and there was a nice warmth spreading through my body and face making me smile in satisfaction as I continue to sip on my vodka and coke. It was now back to Alice's turn and I could hear her mind her going through a bunch of statements, until finally selecting one, which makes me choke on my drink. She looks at me funny then states

"I have never had sex in the butt" with my eyes watering slightly me and Angela laugh loudly; I can't believe she actually said it. I pick up the salt shaker, shaking some on my hand and passing it over to Angela. She shakes her head 'no' and my mouth falls opens.

"You little minx" I say in surprise licking off the salt then taking a shot. I pick up a lemon slice and quickly bite down on it. I can hear Alice giggling uncontrollable.

"What? I went to college." Angela says shrugging and laughing. Wow it's always the innocent looking ones.

It was Angela's go and still keeping with the now sex themed statements she announces

"I have never had sex outside" I pick up another shot glass and drink, now feeling the warm and fuzziness inside. I start laughing a little hysterically as I realise that once again I'm the only one drinking. With the way this game is going I'll be on the floor in no time.

"Your go Bella" Alice sings. I try to think of something I've never done which shouldn't be too hard as there's not a great deal I have done in that department. I decide to change tactics.

"I've never had to do jury dutyyy" I say slurring a little at the end. I hear Alice and Angela moan a little.

"Boo Bella, that's no fun. Come on that's boring" Alice saying hiccupping slightly.

"Ok, I have never…mmmhhmmmmmhmm" I say muttering the last part quietly.

"What? Bella we can't hear you, what did you say?" Angela asks craning her ear towards me as they start giggling at my desperate attempt to not reveal anything. I huff loudly crossing my arms over my chest petulantly "Come on Bella, try again"

"Fine. I have never had sex beforeee"

I swear if the music wasn't playing you would hear a pin drop, as both Alice and Angela look at me with wide eyes and open mouths.

"Like ever?" Angela asks after a moment of speechlessness, I shake my head no

"Not even like, under water or in the bushes or with a woman?" asks Alice I can't help but laugh at this loudly what kind of sex does she have?

"Nope" I say popping the p "Does this mean I take another shot?" I didn't wait for a reply taking it and biting the lemon. I let out a whoosh of air feeling really fucking good. "Ok whose nexttt"

"Hold on, time out. Bella are you still a virgin?" Alice asks. I nod my head shamelessly giggling slightly.

"How the hell is that even possible?" Angela asks with a hiccup.

"Wellll ladies, I just haven't really kind of, you know had time for intercourse. You know?" They both begin laughing and I join in feeling the grip of my inhibitions go.

"But Bella… have you never been, even a little bit curious about it?" Angela asks. I sit back in my chair trying to think how to answer her question.

"Yes…and No. Sex is literally everywhere these days. If people aren't doing it they're thinking about it. It's not like I'm waiting for marriage or anything like that. I've had opportunities to pop my cherry, ive just always backed out at the last minute." I explain

"Why?" Alice asks intrigued

"I've just never felt comfortable enough with someone to be so exposed and vulnerable." I trace my finger over the rim of my glass as I think about the few rare times that I did end up go back to a guy's place. Their thoughts were so intense that my shield was rendered completely powerless. I could practically see what they saw in their mind which was me and what they really thought of me in my half undressed state. It was just too off putting to go any further than a bit of awkward dry humping and a sharp exit.

"Well maybe Edward could be the one to you know" Alice says winking at me mischievously and making a circle with one hand and poking a finger through it with the other hand. I roll my eyes laughing, yea right I really can't see that happening after I effectively told him to leave me alone.

It was now Alice's turn again and we continued round the table until finally finishing the entire bottle of Tequila. To say that the three of us at this point was a little tipsy would definitely be the biggest understatement of the century. We are so incredibly drunk right now, me more so than the other two after pretty much losing that game. We each slouch in our chairs, Alice with her head on the table and Angela with her glasses off, chewing on lemon slices like they were marshmallows. Beyonce's song 'Party' comes on through the stereo and I suddenly get up the feeling to dance taking over me as I rush from the table to the centre of the room.

"I maybe younggg but I'm readdddy" I sing drunkenly off key, waving my arms around. Alice picks her head up off the tables and stumbles over to join me whilst Angela heads over to the stereo turning it up and joining us, as we all start busting moves on the makeshift dancefloor in Angela's parents glasshouse, laughing and spinning around without a care in the world. After about 10 minutes of drunken dancing I start to feel hungry.

"I kknnow" I slur with one eye open trying to focus on the blurry visions of Alice and Angela moving about to the music.

"Whhat?" Angela says her glasses discarded on the table and her long brown hair dishevelled.

"Let'ss call a pizza? I amm sooooo hungry right now?"

"Oh my god yesss" Alice says bouncing up and down clapping her hands.

I pull out my phone from my bra and look with one eye through my contacts for Marco's Pizza Palace, within the first week of moving to Chicago I had been there and absolutely fell in love with his pizzas. I see his number and hit call. Putting the phone to my ear it rings a few times then someone picks up

"Hellllo, can I orderr a pizza puhlease?"

"Who is this?"

"Do youu de-liver, because we ccan't collect" I slur heavily and start laughing loudly as I look across at my drunken cohorts dancing. Yea we definitely can't collect.

"Bella? Is that you?"

"Yea it's meeeee! I'm here. Can I get a large pizzza, like the biggest one you have. With sausage,extra cheeses and musharooms. Hey you guys like musharooms right?" Angela makes a thumbs up sign and continues dancing with Alice. "Yea and musharoom"

"Bella, where … you? … you drunk?" I stumble out of the noisy glass house and into the empty kitchen to hear what the pizza guy is saying.

"Hellloo cann you hear me nowww? I say " Hearr me nowww, now now now" I burst into laughter at my effort of an echo, I am just too funny.

"Bella where are?" the pizza guy says in exasperation, wait a minute how does he know my name, I recognise that voice

"Edwarddd?" I ask in amazement I hear him sigh loudly

"Yes Bella its Edward"

"Whattt are you doingg, working at Maaarco's pizzzza palace?" I am thoroughly confused now, maybe his volunteering or something "I wwant an large pizza with extra cchheese sausage…ah shit I ccan't remember what else nowww. God ddamnit" I rub my head trying to remember what else I wanted, I know there was something else.

"Jesus Christ Bella, Where are you?!" damn this pizza Edward guy needs to stop yelling at me or his ass won't be getting a tip.

"Alrightt, hold onn. Don'ttt get yourrr knickers in a twisteddd" I start laughing stumbling back to where Alice and Angela are still dancing "Hey Ang" I yell, "pizzza guy needs the adddress"

"1256 Bellview ddrive"

"1256 Bellview ddrive" I repeat hanging up the phone and tucking it back into my bra, that guy better be here in 30 minutes or less or my pizza is free. Holidays or no holidays. I head back over to Angela and Alice who are still dancing.

"Heyy Ang, wheress your bathroom? I gotta go real bad I say crossing my legs the sudden urge to pee taking over me"

Angela tells me where the bathroom is and I get lost a little having to ask one of her aunts for directions I manage to find it and use it just in time. I find my way back to the glasshouse and we all decide to take our little party up stairs to Angela's old bedroom where she assures us that she has every last one of Beyoncé's songs ever recorded. This I gotta see.

Alice grabs the bottle of vodka and coke and Angela picks up a few glasses and we head up the stairs to Angela's old bedroom where Angela plays us all the Beyoncé hits. We're dancing around her room singing "All the single ladies, All the single ladies" When my right tit starts to vibrate making me gasps, what the hell? It takes me a second to realise it's my phone ringing. I start laughing and quickly pull it out answering it and putting it to my ear.

"Hellooo?"

"I'm outside." What? Oh right, pizza.

"Yayy pizzzaas here!" I say to the girls to which I receive a cheer of 'whoop whoop' "I'll be ddown in a second" I grab my bag with my wallet in and shove my boots on zipping them up.

"I'll be back in a second" I call to the girls and head out of Angs room carefully walking down the stairs and stumble to her living room where there are still several people dancing and talking.

I get to her front door and make my way out shuffling down the front garden, only to trip and fall on to my hands and knees. Ouch, yep that's gonna hurt in the morning. Suddenly I'm being lifted to my feet by a pair of strong hands. Once I'm upright I look up standing face to face with Edward.

"Oh heeey Edward, you got my pizzza?" I ask noticing his empty hands

"What the hell Bella…" I don't have time to listen to him right now, I brush past him quickly and out the front gate rushing down the street hoping to catch a glimpse of the pizza guy, whose probably drove off by now.

"Bella where are you going?"

"Narnia" I say over my shoulder

"What?"

"Nar n'off ya businesssss" I stop in my tracks as I double over laughing at my little funny I've just made. Edward catches up to me and stands in front of me again, I stand up straight to see him pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Bella get in the car" he says in a quiet calm voice, even in my drunken state I can sense that he is anything but. I start laughing again, he is just too cute. Getting all frustrated. Suddenly his lifting me up bridal style like I weigh nothing and walking towards his car.

"Oi, I got rrrights you knoww, you can't just showw up here man hhandling me without my goddd damnn pizzza" I protest struggling against his strong arm with no luck; he just ignores me and carries on walking.

I then decide hatch a plan to get him to release me. I wrap my arm around the back of his neck and nestle my face into the expose skin of the side of his neck. I inhale deeply his tantalising fragrance hitting my senses. The fresh, woodsy luscious smell of him is making me think very naughty thoughts, indeed. With all my inhibitions gone, I lower my lips to his neck kissing and sucking softly; he lets out a quiet moan stopping just a few feet away from his car. It's working. I lift my head up slightly so my lips are at his ear

"mmhmm you smell soooo gooodd, Mr Culllen" I whisper.

I can feel him shiver slightly I move my hand to the back of his head, running my fingers through his soft hair and continuing to devour his neck, he grunts out in pleasure and continues walking the few feet to his car. He finally stops and I look up at him to see his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open, he opens his eyes and I gasp quietly as I see the pure emerald lust in his eyes. He gently lowers me to my feet and I wobble slightly unsteady and hold on to him for support. I smile up at him mischievously and he looks down at me shaking his head slowly and breathing in deeply.

"Bella you're going to have to behave yourself" he says his deep smooth voice leaving no room for games. I can see the conflict now in his emerald eyes as they shine in the streetlights opposite. I bite my bottom lip looking up at him through my lashes, my drunkenness giving me the false confidence to tempt the beast underneath.

"Or whattt?" I say whisper seductively; daring him. I see something flash in his eyes as he takes in another deep steady breath. He moves closer putting both hands on my waist so our bodies our flush together. He leans down his head down to my ear

"After everything you've put me through Dr Swan, I'll just pin you up against this car and fuck that tight little cunt of yours. Hard and from behind. Right here. Right now for this entire street to see" he whispers placing a soft kiss just below my ear. My breath hitches as a shiver descends through my body making my girly parts clench with excitement. He straightens back up, his face showing me that he is deadly serious. I don't know if I'm scared or extremely turned on. Probably both.

"Is that what you want Angelo because I'll do it…" he asks looking at me, his gaze so intense, I swallow loudly and feeling brave I nod my head slowly.

My vision blurs as he lifts me up and swiftly moves me, roughly pinning me up against his car. I wrap my legs around him, as his leans into me and the car. His face so close to mine I can feel his fast breath against me. With his eyes never leaving mine his hand travels down and under my sweater groping and squeezing my breast through my bra, I let out a lustful throaty moan, as his face dives to my neck trailing hot eager kisses, I close my eyes running my fingers through his hair again.

I close my eyes the sensations driving me to the point of no return; I shift my lower part subconsciously trying to generate some kind friction to my now heated core. With his hand still on my breast he feels for my hard nipple through my bra, locating it and pinching slightly making me moan out loudly once more. I grasp the soft hair at the back of his head, roughly pulling his head up from neck to look at me. His lips are slightly pink and I see in his eyes the lust, the want, the desire that is probably reflected in my eyes too.

"Kissss meee" I whisper almost desperately. I see him glance down at my lips, his eyes fixated on them. He leans his face towards me so his lips are just hovering above mine, I close my eyes puckering mine slightly in anticipation of his kiss.

"Not tonight" I feel him whisper against my lips as he removes his hand from my breast. He starts backing away unhinging himself from my legs and carefully lowering me to my feet. I look at him in complete shock as his crooked grin appears on his stupid smug face.

"I don't kiss drunk girls, now get in the car before the neighbors call the cops." he state casually flattening the back of his hair and straightening his clothes. I see that his is dressed down a little in dark blue jeans and a grey long sleeved button down shirt. I stand there completely stunned; I can't believe he just played me like that. I lean up off the car turning around and opening the door with much more force than necessary. I topple in making sure not to hit my head off the door frame

"Do you need any help with your seatbelt?" he asks innocently

"No" I growl at him, making him laugh. I slam the car door shut putting on my seat belt and crossing my arms over my chest. That son of a bitch. That sexy, hot, amazing son of a bitch.

He gets into the car, putting on his seat belt and starting the ignition, speeding off into the night. I sit there for a little while my head now leaning against the car door, watching the scenery pass by out the window, neither one of us speaking. I turn my head to chance a glance at Edward to see looking out at the road he turns to look at me, that smug expression back on his face. I scowl at him and turn away looking back out the window at the passing scenery still feeling very drunk. I tentatively touch my neck feeling it tingling from his kisses earlier, damn him.

After a moment I sit up and ask

"Cann wwe have the radio onnn?"

"No" he says blankly

"Puhlease" I say giving him my best puppy dog eyes. I see him take a deep breath and reach down to start fumbling with his high tech system. Classical music starts filling the car softly and I smile, who'd thought he'd be into classical music. The notes of Clar De Lune fill through the small space.

"I likee this one" I say closing my eyes and relaxing

"Really?"

"Yea Debussey is preeettty awesomme" I say with a smile

I allow my shield to come down knowing I don't need to have when I'm with Edward as I can't hear his thoughts and the road is relatively quiet.

"So…" Edward begins "Didn't think Doctors get drunk. Isn't there some sort of law against that?"

"Welll I felttt llike breakinggg a few laws to-night" I hiccup "Sue meee" I look over at him to see him smiling when it suddenly occurs to me

"Whereee are we goingg?" I ask

"Back to my place" he says simply, I shake my head at this refusing

"Ohh noo. Nopppe, no that is completely unnes unness. You don't need to do that" giving up on trying to pronounce 'unnecessary' "Just drop me off at my place"

"Come on Bella, humour me." He looks over at me his gaze penetrating right through, damn those eyes.

"Fine" I say a smile creeping along my face as I wonder whether I could get him to finish what he started when he was pinning me up against his car and fondling my breast back then.

"I don't sleep with drunk girls either" Edward interjects as though reading my mind. My head snaps round and he laughs at me for the second time tonight. I shake my head completely annoyed at the situation I now find myself in. We sit in the car a little while just listening to the radio, when my other breast starts vibrating making me jump and scream a little as I grab my right tit.

"What? What is it?" Edward asks in surprise

"Itt's myy phonee" I say pulling said object out "Holdd onn lemme see who thisss is" closing one eye to focus on the bright blurry screen I tap the green button with my thumb and lift the phone to my ear

"Hellllooo" I answer

"Bellllaaa, Chica where are you?" I hear Angela's voice loudly reply, shit it's on speaker phone

"Heeeyy Ang, I'm with Edwardd. He picked me up" I answer not bothering to try and figure out how to take it off speaker

"Ohhhh, we wondered where yoouu were, we thought you'dd been kidnappeddd by the pizzza guy"

"Nooo, Ang thought you'd been kidnapped, not me I tolddd you she's probably with Edward" Alice comments in background "Pass mee thee phonee, give it, give" I hear muffling as I presume Alice is trying to take the phone off Angela. "heyyyy Bella"

"Hiii Aliccce" I say with a smile

"Are you and Edwardd going to have sexx" I feel my heart drop in my chest as I glance over to Edward who is politely trying and failing to act like he didn't hear that. "Becauseee if youu are, dontt go fucckking on the sofa."

"Alice shut up" I say trying to find the mute button

"He should take her to a realll nice fancy hotttell, I bet he has a nice package. A realll big one" I hear Angela chime in

"Pleaseee stoppp, shut up, you guys are on speaker phone. Stop talkingg stop. Shit!" I say now frantically tapping at my phone just wanting it to stop. They continue their discussion as if they hadn't heard a single word

"Yea God help you hon" Alice starts giggling down the phone "you better hope he has a small dick. Nothing worse than being a virgin and get porked with a big dick. That's gonnaa hurt like hell"

FUCK MY LIFE!

I stare down at my phone with wide shocked eyes and wonder how it could betray me like this? Haven't I been good to you? Did I not treat you well?

Is it possible to die from embarrassment? I'm a Doctor, I really should know this. Because right now I feel like dying. I wish right now is for a hole to open up in the ground and I be swallowed up whole. Anything to get out of this car and this very situation.

"Just ussee plenty of lubee and makesure he fingers you as….." I press down the button for the electric window and toss my phone out, effectively ending the conversation. I close the window and stare out at the dark road in front of me, completely mortified at what just took place. I don't even dare look at Edward right now in fear of what his face might look like. No amount of alcohol could EVER make me forget this.

We sit in silent for exactly 2 minutes, trust me I've been counting, waiting for Edward to say something. He clears his throat slightly.

"Bella can I ask you something?"

"If it's whether I wantedd extra cheeses on my pizzzza, the answer is yesss. Yess I did. That is whatt I asked for" I say still pissed that I didn't get my pizza and hoping to god that, that was what he had intend to ask about

"No, that's not what I wanted to ask." Fuck! "Are you really…you know…a virgin?" I huff in annoyance, I knew he was going to ask me about that. I just knew it.

"Yess I've have nevvver haddd sexual intercourse before. That includess unddder water or in a bushhh or with a womannn. Never" I clarify, I take a quick look at Edward to see him shaking his his eyebrows raised.

"Never?" he asks

"Never" I say sadly, looking down my hands feeling completely embarrassed

"Hey…" Edward says softly lifting my chin up with one hand the other still on the steering wheel

"Don't feel bad, Angelo. Look at me…" I glance over at him to see him looking into my eyes "It makes no difference to me. If anything this is a bonus because I'll know when we finally make love I'll be the first e solo. Proprio come un vero angelo , così pura e buona.

I'm about to answer when I hear the mind of a police officer in his car up ahead hiding in the bushes with his speed camera just waiting to catch someone. I glance over at Edward's speedometer and see his way over the limit.

"You need to slow down" I tell him, he moves his hand from my chin running it through his hair then placing it back on the steering wheel.

"I know I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking straight when I told you all that stuff before. I didn't know, you know. I don't want you to feel like I'm rushing you into anything, we can go as slow as you want Angelo" he rambles

"What?! No, I mean your speeding, you need to slow the car down" I say pointing at the 75mph his doing on a 60mph road.

"Oh, right." He say laughing nervously "Don't worry we're fin…"

"Unless you want to get a ticket from that cop up there hiding in the turn off, I really suggest you slowdown" I interrupt him urgently, feeling more sober now.

"What cop? Where?" Edward asks his face turning serious as he scrutinizes the empty road ahead looking for the cop car.

"Trust me" I turn to look at him hoping convey to him that he should listen. It must have worked because I feel the car slow down to the speed limit. Just in time to drive past the cop car that he can now just make out in the darkness.

"How did you know that?" Edward asks in suspiciously. Shit, think. Think.

"I got caught speeding a few weeks back on this same road. They're always there" I say convincingly. Edward nods his head but I'm not entirely sure he bought it all.

We pull off the main road and into an area of the city I don't think I've ever been to before. Edward carries on driving till we reach this huge apartment complex that makes mine look like a tin can. He heads to the underground parking garage accessing it with a keycard. The barriers lift up and he parks his car in a reserved parking slot. He turns off the ignition taking off his seat belt and heading round to my side and opening the door helping me to stand up. He closes the car door and moves me to lean against it, pinning me up gently so his chest is flush with mine.

"Wait here" he whispers, he goes round the back to the trunk to collect something. I look down at the floor still feeling a little drunk but not as bad as when he picked me up. He slams the trunk shut and walks around the car towards me.

I look up at him and in his hand is a large flat white box with Marco's Pizza Palace logo stamped on top, my favorite crooked smile across his face.

"You wanted mushroom, right?"

Awww he is such a cutie -pie. A bit of citrusey lemon there to wet your appetite. I had so much fun writing this chapter even going out of my way to have a few shots of Tequila myself (you know for research purposes ;-)) I'm pretty sure that the game 'I have never' is actually played how Angela said but then Bella would be sober and that's no fun lol. Please leave a review and let me know what you think xxxx

Italian translation
e solo. Proprio come un vero angelo , così pura e buona.= and only. Like a true Angel, so pure and kind.
Angelo=Angel