Mafia Princess

Chapter Forty-One

Twilight...not mine (sigh).

Chapter Forty-One

BPOV

"Wear jeans," I grumbled as I rooted around in my closet. "That's like asking Taylor Swift to choose a boyfriend. Too many fucking options."

"Bella, you'll look hot. No denying it. He'll be playing hide the sausage with you by the end of the night," Jessica said as she gave herself a manicure.

"I don't think so, Jess," I said as I tossed another pair of jeans onto the floor. "Ugh! I want sexy but fun, damn it. Why couldn't I wear a dress?"

"You could wear a jean skirt?" Angie suggested from her perch on my bed.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you so much," I squealed, grabbing a denim mini-skirt from the recesses of my closet. I pulled it on my body and nodded. "Perfect. Sexy but still casual enough. What about the top?"

"Ooooh, that cute coral top with the ruffles? It's off the shoulder," Angie said. "Go braless so he can see your nips and find a dark corner to fuck you."

I rolled my eyes, finding the shirt that she mentioned. However, since Edward was so naïve to the realm of dating and relationships, I'd take it easy on him. I put on a strapless bra and walked out of my closet. "Yeah?"

"You put on a bra, slut," Jessica laughed.

"Maybe this guy's different," I shrugged. "I don't want an empty, mindless fuck. I want something more."

"Holy crap. Isabella del Cigno is wanting more," Angie snickered. "Were you dropped on the head? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"He's different, guys," I insisted as I sat down at my vanity. I began working on my hair, curling and braiding it.

"What's so different about him?" Jessica asked.

"He's not the usual douchebag that work with my father. He's got a heart," I said as I finished my braid. "A good heart."

"That's code for he's got a donkey dick," Angie snickered.

"Angie, I love you but stop," I said sternly, glaring my cousin. "We haven't done anything physical. It's been very 'Disney' in regards to our physical relationship. You know what? I like it. I feel closer to Edward than any of my other relationships."

"The two of them? You had Frankie in high school and Gio in college. Everyone else has been casual fucks," Angie smirked.

"Maybe I'm growing up," I shrugged. I started putting on my makeup, keeping it light and simple.

"Good for you, Bella. After the drought you've had, you deserve someone who will treat you like a princess who isn't your dad," Jessica laughed. I gave her a look, rolling my eyes. "Besides, Edward is easy on the eyes."

"He is gorgeous," I murmured, putting on my lip gloss. "His eyes...fuck, they are the most perfect shade of green. A combination of jade and green grass."

"Does his hair do that naturally? I mean, it's like sex hair," Angie breathed.

"I don't know. It's insanely soft, though," I smiled. I turned to face them. "What shoes? Sandals or the booties?"

"Booties," Jessica replied. "They go with the western motif you're rocking right now."

"I say sandals. You've got a cute pedicure," Angie argued.

I slipped on a sandal and then a bootie. "I think I'm going with the booties. Edward's tall and I don't want to look like shrimp compared to him," I giggled. I put on the partner to my bootie and looked at them. "Well, how do I look?"

Angie shrugged, turning to a magazine on my nightstand. Jessica tapped her lips before smiling. "You look hot, but sweet and innocent," she said. "Excellent."

"Thanks, Jessica," I said as I hugged her.

"You're not going to get laid, Bella," Angie said as she kissed my cheek.

"That isn't the point of tonight, Angie," I said softly. "The point is to have fun." She gave me a dubious look. "I will have sex, Angie. Just not tonight."

"Stop ragging on her, Ang. Maybe you need some sexing up. Let's go out to Verdant and find some studs to fulfill that ticket," Jessica said, pulling on Angie's shirt. "Have fun tonight, Bella."

"Thanks," I said, waving as they left. Once the door was closed, I heard Jessica ream into Angie for giving me shit about the sex thing. I frowned and sat back down in front of the vanity. I looked demure, sexy and cute. For the first time since high school, I was nervous about a date. Yes, Edward lived with us and he was all sorts of hot, but he was also hurt deeply by his father. I didn't want to add to that hurt.

I don't know how long I sat at my vanity. My reverie was broken by a quiet knock on my door. "Come in," I said.

Dad walked in and he had a wistful smile on his face. "Edward's here, baby girl. You ready?"

A/N: Bella and Edward's outfits are on my polyvore: tufano79. No pictures for this chapter but upcoming chapters will be on my blog. Link is in my profile. Also, find me on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation or on twitter: tufano79. Leave me some lovin!