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All That She Wants—Ace of Base

Where Do Broken Hearts Go—Whitney Houston

"Make room for us," I say, tugging Edward behind me as we round the back corner of the rink. "I can already smell it."

"Saved you a spot," Ali calls from the other side of Jasper. "I'll hit it again while I wait."

She blows out smoke from her double toke when she laughs, and I jump into place just in time to grab the blunt. I pull it to my lips, and the fire on the tip smolders to life, casting an orange glow over the faces in the circle.

Looking at me from just a few feet away is Mase. I nearly choke out my smoke, but I regain my composure and pass the doobie to Edward before saying, "What's up, Mase? Where's Kate?"

"Too dodgy for her," he says, smiling as his eyes shift from me to Edward. He holds out his hand, and after Edward passes the blunt to Tyler, he takes it. "I see you finally got your head out of your arse, eh?"

"Actually," I cut in, laughing. "It was me who finally got her head out of her ass."

Edward smirks at Mase, releasing his hand and throwing his arm over my shoulders. "I guess I have you to thank for that."

"It surely wasn't on purpose," he says, his eyes flicking to me and back to Edward. "But yeah, that bird's heart was always somewhere else."

I take the roach when Alice passes it again and listen as the boys settle into small talk now that the chest-thumping is over, and Edward's claim is secure. Mase has never been anything but nice, so it's not hard to like him.

I zero back in on their conversation when I tap Edward's arm to hand the blunt over. "Wait," I say, looking between them. "You're talking about Nirvana?"

I'd forgotten about that with everything going on the past few days, but the concert is on Saturday, and my heart beats a little slower realizing that I'm no longer going.

"Yeah," Mase says, smiling. "I was just about to offer the ginger bloke the tickets."

"No thanks," Edward says.

While I say, "Are you for real?"

Mase hedges, his eyes flicking between us. "Which is it?"

I look at Edward. "I'd love to go…" I lift to my tiptoes and whisper, "With you."

His eyes meet mine. "I don't know, B. Going on a date you planned with another guy isn't high on my to-do list."

"There's also a hotel room booked." I whisper this as well. "If we pay him for it…"

Edward doesn't need any more encouragement because he looks to Mase. "You sure, man?"

"Kate's into country music, and this is something Bella wanted, innit?" His bright green gaze shifts to me, and I nod. "Then it's quite all right with me."

"You'll let us pay, yeah?" I tell him with my eyes that the answer is yes.

He huffs a laugh. "Course, mate."

"Cool, man." Edward holds out his fist. "Let me know how much and I'll take care of it."

Ace of Base rattles the metal wall behind us, and high and happy, I shimmy my hips to the beat. "Are you ready to get our groove on?"

"Always," Edward says, following me away from the stoned group.

"That was cool," I say, smacking my dry lips together. "I know you haven't asked, but I didn't sleep with him."

"I don't have a right to ask," Edward says, holding back a wide smile. "But it's good to know."

We're silent as we enter the rink and make our way to the lockers to grab our skates. "I tried," I say as we settle down to put them on. "And I couldn't."

Edward ties his laces. "It's better to know than to wonder."

"You'd have never asked?" I get to my wheels.

He brushes my cheek. "I don't think so."

"You can always ask me anything," I say, craning my neck to kiss his jaw. "I love you, Edward."

"Love you, B."

The DJ announces another couple's skate, and when the music filters out of the speakers this time, it takes my breath. Whitney belts out lyrics that relate so much to the love of my life, and a tear drips down my cheek as we roll around the rink.

Together.

As one.

And if somebody loves you

Won't they always love you?

I look in your eyes

And I know that you still care, for me (ooh, baby)

Ahhh, so it was in here somewhere, but not the chapter title song, so we're good. It's pretty much straight sugar from here out hahaha… I hope FF has their shit together?

Either way, y'all should friend me on FB. If it doesn't come up in the search, add a dot between Fyrebyrd and Fics. I had that in here orig, but FF removed it thinking it was a link.

See ya tmr :)