Friends with Benefits

Chapter Twenty-Seven

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-Seven

EPOV

Bella was wearing a purple gown that started a lighter purple and deepened as it went down her body that was the softest chiffon. It was strapless with a neckline that showcased her chest. Her right leg was on display with a high slit that went up to mid-thigh. Around her neck, she wore a necklace that was slightly funky but elegant with a matching bracelet. Her hair was curled and was cascading down one shoulder. She held a rhinestone clutch that matched her strappy heels. As she walked, I saw a flash of her leg and I gulped.

Bella looked like an absolutely enchanting woman.

What happened to my snarky best friend who I think of as a little sister? This. Is. Not. Her.

"You're drooling, Cullen," Bella quipped, wiping my chin. There she is.

"I am not," I said, scowling at her. "I'm just shocked...completely shocked at how amazing you look."

"I clean up good," she smiled, pushing her leg through the slit and cocking her hip. "And Alice put in this amazing dress that are making my boobs look fucking awesome." She cupped her breasts, pushing them slightly against her pale skin.

Don't look at her boobs, Edward.

It's a little hard not to. I mean, they're pushed up and...

STOP IT!

"You look great, too, Edward. For a penguin," Bella said, brushing her hands along my lapels. Carefully, she straightened my tie and looked up at me with a wide grin. "I think you should wear this in the courtroom. It commands respect."

"Ah, no," I snorted. "I like my suits, thank you very much."

"Aren't I going to get any props?" Alice asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm the one who dressed her. LAST MINUTE, mind you."

"Thank you, Ali," Bella said as she hugged my sister. "I promise I won't spill anything on it. That way you can slap it on a mannequin in your store."

"This is yours to keep, Bells. I have a feeling that you're going to need a dress like this again," Alice smiled, kissing her cheek. "Let me know how it goes, okay? Don't stay out too late. Don't drink and drive."

"I'm using a limo service, Alice," I deadpanned.

"Don't fuck each other in the back of the limo," Alice laughed.

"Alice!" Bella and I barked. Alice winked before putting on her coat. She breezed out the door, shouting that the limo was here.

"You really look beautiful, Bells. I've never seen you all dressed up like this," I said, feeling the heat build under my collar.

"The last time I was gussied up like this was at prom," she said. "Tyler Crowley and I went for pictures, the meal and then wentto Lookout Point to get high and go at it like rabbits. That dress was ruined from Tyler's over exuberance. I had to walk into my house wearing his dress shirt since my dress was torn to shreds."

"I bet the Chief loved that," I snorted, picking up the wrap that was lying across the couch. I carefully put it around Bella's shoulders before slipping on my own coat.

"He was passed out on the recliner, snoring like a freight train. I managed to get upstairs undetected, throwing away the evidence," Bella giggled. I offered her my arm and she took it. Before we went outside, she tugged on my sleeve. "Edward, I promise I'll behave. I know I can be crass and obnoxious."

"Bella, don't change who you are because of where we're going to be. Just have fun," I smiled. She blushed and nodded, biting her lip. Carefully, we navigated the street and climbed into the back of the limo. The driver introduced herself and verifiedour location. We took off, driving to Trump Tower.

"So, acting as your girlfriend," Bella said. "Holding hands? Dancing?"

"Yep. Though, I fear for my toes," I chuckled.

"I fear for my ankles," Bella retorted, lifting up her dress and displaying her insanely high heels. "And we only kiss if absolutely necessary."

"Right, but I doubt we'll have to," I said.

"And let me guess, no bumping and grinding on the dance floor? No twerking?" Bella giggled.

"I'd pay money to see my boss, Eleazar, attempting to twerk," I guffawed. "Bells, we're going to have fun. The money is going for a good cause and who knows? You may find your next boyfriend at this shindig."

"On the arm of my 'current' boyfriend," she quipped, giving me a secretive grin.

"Yeah, that might be awkward."

A/N: Edward's starting to realize and recognize the woman underneath the snark and quasi-sibling façade. Pictures of Bella's dress, her jewelry and hair style are on my blog and tumblr. Links for those are on my profile. I'm also on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation and twitter: tufano79. Up next is the benefit itself. Leave me some!