Friends with Benefits

Chapter Twenty-Six

Things I own: my sanity, not enough time to write and incredible friends and family!!

Things I don't: Twilight, Edward and Bella (Damn. It.)

Chapter Twenty-Six

EPOV

Alice had Bella in her room for hours. There were days where I was grateful that I was a guy. Yes, a metrosexual guy, but a guy nonetheless. With a shower and a shave, it would take me roughly forty-five minutes to get ready for this benefit. I had to make sure I had a tuxedo, which I own. I got it on sale when the place where I buy my suits had a half-off deal. I got a Dior tuxedo for a steal. I only wore it one other time and that was to the wedding of a coworker, Alec. He asked me, last minute, if I could be anusher. The guy he had originally asked came down with the flu and was unable to come. I was already attending, so I agreed to do the ushering duties. Unfortunately, the relationship between Alec and Jane only lasted a few months before she realized that she was a lesbian.

I represented Alec in the divorce proceedings and managed to get the marriage annulled. It was the first case I handled myself but Alec wanted someone from the firm handling it. As weird as it sounded, I was flying high when I got that phone call and was over the moon thrilled that I managed to get Alec all he wanted in the settlement, but Jane was fairly agreeable.

Checking my watch, I went up to my bedroom and decided to get ready. I could hear music from Bella's room and my sister yammering on and on about the importance of good hair products. Rolling my eyes, I stripped out of my jeans and sweater, slipping into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and made sure I had clean boxer briefs. My shower was productive. I jerked off.

You really need to get a girlfriend, Cullen. Rosie Palm and her five sister ain't cutting it anymore.

Sighing, I dried my body and slipped on my black Calvins. Lathering up my face, I shaved the scruff I had accumulated while I was on my brief vacation at my parents' house. My face was baby smooth after ten minutes and then I attacked my hair. Using my blow dryer, I tried to make it settle down but it wouldn't. My hair is all sorts of messed up with cowlicks and random curls. Wrinkling my nose, I fingered some pomade into it. I washed my hands before I popped in my contact lenses and went to put on my Dior tux.

The tuxedo was cut very close to the body. It was a standard black tuxedo, though there was a dark navy blue one that caught my eye. I decided on not getting that since I didn't expect to wear my tux all that often. But it was sharp. Now, my tux had a long tie. I couldn't stand bow ties and I made sure I wore a black plain tie with the suit. Once I was dressed, I sprayed my cologne on and slid on my shoes. The final step was putting on my watch along with grabbing the tickets for the benefit, slipping them into my front pocket.

I walked past Bella's room and I could hear Bella shrieking at Alice. "The curl will not curl. Just give me the damn thing, I'll fixit!"

I chuckled and went downstairs to have a glass of bourbon before the limo came. I hated things like this. I was a fairly private person. I never really liked partying. Even in college, I was such a bookworm that I never really went out until I was a senior. That's where I met Angela, at a party. After our failed relationship, I decided to focus my attention on my studies and it paid off. I was an associate at a lucrative firm. I lived in a gorgeous apartment and drove a beautiful car.

But that doesn't hide the fact that I'm lonely. Yes, Bella is my best friend and I love hanging out with her, but I want a relationship. I want to feel what my parents have...that all-encompassing, down to your soul love. Plus, like what Emmett said,the feeling of a warm, tight pussy clinging around your cock...that's pretty fucking sweet, too. Not that I'm an expert on it.

I lost my virginity when I was eighteen and a freshman in college. It was a moment of experimentation. The girl, who I don't even remember her name, thought I was cute and we figured we try it. Me, being a cerebral idiot, didn't really think the sex was all that big a deal, but it was with a girl that I had no feelings for. We cut our losses and went our separate ways. The next time I had sex was with Angela and I thought I loved her. I felt more with her, but she panicked because my dick was huge.

Eight inches is big?

Perhaps Emmett is onto something with the random one-night stands. Like you could do that, Edward. You're like a girl. Emotional connection and all that shit. You never know.

I sipped my drink and looked out over the brightly lit street. Our neighbors take a page from my mom's book and decorate the shit out of our neighborhood. Sighing, I knew what my job was tomorrow: decorate our front stoop and windows with the LED lights that Bella insists on using.

"Alice, if you keep fussing, I'm going to tear this dress off and go to the damn benefit in nothing but my thong panties. I swear to God, you are making me nervous!" Bella growled.

"I just want you to look perfect, Bella," Alice whined as I heard the distinct sound of heels on the second floor.

"Hate to burst your bubble, Ali. I ain't perfect," Bella said as she walked down the stairs.

She couldn't be more wrong...

What am I saying???!?!

A/N: Edward's feelings are stirring and the hoping and the...you know! What dress is she wearing?? Leave me some!