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IF WE EVER MEET AGAIN

by b.kRuMoVA

If we ever meet again

Stop Overanalyzing
Bella's POV
"Damn it," I said after I felt the tequila burning down my throat. I'm
not usually the type of girl who'd drink herself into oblivion. Actually,
I wasn't the girl, who drank alcohol at all, but today I had a reason for
it.
I'm twenty-six years old. Right out of law school I'm supposed to be
laughing and acting stupid, sleep with strangers and go to bars.
Instead, all I have is a monotone life, and Ithought I had a great life. My
boyfriend Riley and I have been together for a year already, and I
thought he was the one. He was sweet, caring, loved to cuddle. He was
a sweetheart. But, of course, still waters run deep.
Today must have been the worst day of my life. I lost the promotion I
wanted so badly, the promotion I thought was mine for sure. This
ruined my evening and all I wanted was to go home and cuddle with
Riley, but fate slapped me hard from the moment I opened the front
door to the apartment.
Some red slut was riding Riley on the couch, her head was thrown
back and his hands were on her hips. I stayed at the door, blinking a
few times, thinking that I'm dreaming the scene in front of my eyes.
When Riley saw me he started apologizing, but the funny thing was
that he didn't even stop fucking his whore.
I told him to finish up and get the hell out of my apartment.
The bastard had some nerve. It wasn't enough that he was
unemployed and living in my apartment for free, but he was also
cheating on me, in my home. Fucker.
All of this led me to the bar across from Stewart & Brown law firm, a.k.a.
my work place.

Eclipse was a nice bar. It had a potential. The bar wasn't big by any
means, but it had enough space for a small dance floor and several
tables. The interior was in dark deep blue and black. There were some
pictures of solar eclipses on the walls. My favorite one was the picture
of the full eclipse from 1999.
"Look Bella, don't get yourself upset over Riley Biers. He is a big piece
of nothing, who didn't even deserve to breathe the same air as you.
You did yourself a favor by breaking up with him," Rosalie Hale, the
most gorgeous and amazing female I know, said. Rose has been my
best friend ever since day one in college. I have always been a klutz
and I landed on my ass the moment I entered my English literature
class. I was running late, the class had already started, and my
tripping didn't go unnoticed. Lauren Mallory, the dumbest whore I
have ever met started laughing at me and I blushed in a hundred
shades of red.
Rosalie was the one who stood up and made Miss Mallory cry.
Seriously, Lauren was sobbing. After that she held her hand for me
and helped me off the ground. Ever since, she was my rock, the most
amazing girlfriend, and she always picked me up when I fell, literally
and metaphorically.
"Rosie, beautiful Rose, it's easy for you to say that. You have your guy,
you are in love, engaged to be married, he will never cheat on you and
you know you two are forever." Right on cue, Emmett McCarty,
Rosalie's fianc waved us from behind the bar. He, along with my best
friend Jacob Black, owned Eclipse, but voluntarily bartend.
"So? I'm with Emmett, because I love him and he loves me. You said it,
we know we're forever. Did you think chickenpox was your forever?"
Rosalie called Riley chickenpox for the past three months for a
reason. Riley got some pimples and insisted on going to the hospital,
because he was sure he was going to die. The funny thing was that it
was actually a rash, nothing serious, but he made it a big deal.
"I really did. I thought he was my forever. I feel so betrayed Rose." I
whined and downed my tenth shot of tequila.

"Okay, so you got it wrong. Find yourself another guy, Bells. Someone
who will treat you with respect," she said and crossed her mile long
legs under the table.
Rosalie Hale was a living angel. Not because she was nice. Oh God, no.
If I ever had to describe Rose, the word "nice" wouldn't even be
mentioned. She was beautiful, five foot nine inches of pure glory, long
legs, slim and athletic figure, big breasts, long soft, naturally blonde
hair, and deep as the ocean blue eyes. She was naturally tanned, even
in Seattle. She was a pure goddess, but she was a bitch. I loved her,
but I had to be straight up honest.
"It's easy for you to say it, Rose. All you have to do is smile at the guy
and he is yours," I said, motioning to one of the waiters for a refill of
our shot-glasses.
"And why would you say it like that? You mean you can't have any
male species you want?" she asked, raising her perfectly shaped
eyebrow at me.
I chuckled. "Look at me and look at me good." She furrowed her
eyebrows.
"I am looking do you wanna know what I'm seeing? A beautiful young
girl, about to be an amazing lawyer with great personality, that's
what I'm seeing."
I laughed fully now. "I'm going to be an amazing lawyer? I can barely
stand up for myself, how am I going to stand up for someone else? If
my father didn't pressure me to study law, I would have been fine in
the quiet library."
"Am I going to hear the 'I'm plain ol' Bella' speech again?" she whined.
I giggled. "Yeah, I guess so." I looked up at the waiter as he came and
re-filled our glasses. I mumbled a "cheers" to Rosalie and downed the
shot.

"Okay that's it", she said, standing up to her feet and straightening her
black jumpsuit and lifting her red waist-belt a little higher. Her red
pumps were making her look even taller.
"Okay what?" I asked making a grimace when one of the dance lights
blinded me for a second.
"You and I are going on that dance floor and you'll get a one-night
stand with a complete stranger. There will be no strings attached, no
names said, no nothing. Just a night of passion and sex," she said,
tossing her blonde hair behind her shoulder.
"What? No way!" I yelled!
"Oh yes way! Come on chop-chop." She urged me clapping her hands
two times.
I had two options. The more preferable one was to go to the dance
floor and just do what Rosalie said. The other one was to distract her
and get the hell of the club, but things will get ugly the second she
saw my face again.
Rosalie Hale was pretty intimidating.
And scary.
And right now she was giving me the death glare and I felt the chill of
fear running through my body.
I jumped from my chair and pulled down the hem of my short dress
down. "All right! I can't believe you gave me the glare!"
She smirked and I linked my hand with hers, as she blew a kiss to
Emmett and pulled me to the dance floor.
The dance floor wasn't crowded, but since it was small there was
limited dance space. Rose lifted her hands in the air and started
moving her body in simple, yet sexy movements. I, on the other hand,
being less coordinated and on five inch heels, decided to save myself a
broken arm and moved just the upper part of my body. Moving my

head from left to right and lifting my shoulders up and down and
started to relax and really enjoy the dance.
The song that was blasting from the speakers was fairly new. I have
only listened to it once, but never listened to the lyrics.
Do you ever feel, like a plastic bag
Drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
Listening to Katy Perry I found some similarities between the lyrics
and my life.
You don't have to feel like a waste of space
You're original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe you're reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow
And when it's time, you'll know
Suddenly I forgot the fear of the five inch heels and started moving
around the small dance floor and even jumping up and down a little
bit. Laughing and tossing my head backwards I let the beat take over
my body. I was very thankful for the amount of tequila I had in my
system, because I would have never been able to be this bold sober.
Who knew maybe I would even have a one-night stand tonight.
Unintentionally, I started singing along with the song and moving
every part of my body like a crazy person, which is exactly what I'm
sure I was looking like.
Baby, you're a firework
Come on, let your colors burst

Make 'em go, oh

You're gonna leave 'em falling down
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Laughing and singing I didn't even notice when the crowd moved to
the end of the dance floor, making me room to dance. People were
clapping and whistling. I saw Rose who put her hands around her
mouth and yelled.
I hated the spotlight on me, but in this very moment I didn't even
notice the crowd. I was lost in the beat.
Once the song changed to Far East Movement's 'Like a G6' people started
dancing again. Rose almost ran to me and hugged me close to her.
"Oh my God, that was so cool, Bella. We have to go out and dance more
often. I didn't know you had it in you, girl."
I giggled and put my hands on Rose's waist. We danced together for a
little bit, when I looked around the dance floor and I saw Emmett
approaching us. I gave him a wink and let go of Rose's waist. She
raised an eyebrow at me, but I pointed in Emmett's direction and she
smirked and went to her man. I smiled at them, when I felt a pair of
strong hands, encircling my waist from behind.
"You know I'm going to kill him, right," he said and I felt his breath on
my neck.
I smiled and hugged his hands with mine, letting my head rest on his
broad shoulder. "No you're no.t"
He let go of my waist and spun me around to face him. I lifted my
head slightly, so that I would be able to look at his deep black eyes.
He was tall, very tall. At least six foot two, if not more. His short
black hair was opening his face. His jaw was shaped, straight nose

and the most amazing smile. His body was muscular, but not overly
muscular. In a simple word he was beautiful.
"Yes, I am. Bella, God! I've waited to kick his sorry ass ever since I met
him. Now, not only that you don't date him anymore, right?" he asked,
glaring. I nodded. "But he also fucking cheated on you. He is winning a
trip to the plastic surgeon that's for sure."
"Nope Jake, he is not." I said, hoping that it would sound intimidating.
God, where was Rose and 'the glare' when I needed them?
Jacob Black was my best friend since I was a child. After my parents'
divorce I stayed in Forks, Washington with my father, while my
mother went to live in Arizona. I was pretty shaken by my parents'
separation and Jake was the only one I talked to.
My father, Charlie Swan, is the Chief of Police in Forks. He always
had a thing about law. He wanted to be a lawyer, but when my
mother got pregnant with me when she was eighteen he left the law
school and started working as a police officer.
This is the reason my father always pushed me into law. He wanted
me to be what he couldn't. Because his dream got stolen, he wanted to
steal mine as well.
I always had a thing for books. There was nothing a cup of hot
chocolate and a good book couldn't fix. I wanted to study English. I
wanted to publish something I wrote, but now I would never get that
chance, because I became what my Dad wanted me to be a lawyer.
Jake has always been the brother I never had. We were never
romantically involved. We have never even kissed actually. People
thought that we were a couple on many occasions, but that didn't
bother either of us. We knew the truth.
Jake was engaged to be married to Renesmee Masen. They met when
they were twelve and started dating at thirteen. They have been
together ever since. If Rose and Emmett are forever, then Nessie and
Jacob were meant for each-other ever since the day they were born.

"Yes, Bella I am!" he said in between clenched teeth.

"No, Jacob you are not. If you do, you will be jacking off for a month."
A beautiful voice came from behind Jacob. I looked up and saw one of
the most amazing creatures God ever made.
Tall, pale-skinned girl, with dark brown eyes and almost black curly
hair stood a feet away from us. Her short hair was reaching her
shoulders. She had an amazing physique and always and I
mean always perfect nails.
Renesmee.
"Nessie, baby, please stay out of this. Riley hurt Bella. You know that
both of you are the only women I care about. If someone ever does
something to either one of you he is dead."
"I know that and you're right. But our Bella here says she doesn't need
you, muscles. So step back and leave her alone," she said, putting her
hands on her waist and glaring at Jake.
Why is everyone's glare so intimidating, yet mine is not?
"My Dad told me not to let a woman in control ever. When did I get
so whipped?" he asked no one in particular.
I laughed and Nessie reached on her tip-toes and kissed Jake. He put
his hands around her tiny waist and she intertwined her fingers
around on the back of his neck. They started moving in a slow dance,
not listening to the fast song that was going around the club. They
were so cute and in love.
I turned my head to look at Rose and Emmett. Rosalie was laughing
while Emmett was circling her around. I let a small laugh and moved
back to the table.
Just when I was about to leave the dance floor I felt a hand grabbing
my wrist gently. I turned around and saw the most good-looking male
species I had ever laid my eyes on. The first thing I noticed were his
deep, starry eyes in the most unique green color. The outline of the iris

was in dark green, so dark almost black and the rest of it were in
lighter green. His hair was auburn and all over the place. It looked like
someone had moved their fingers through it all day long. His skin was
pale, but not unhealthy looking, and his jaw was well shaped. He had
two day stubble and his nose was straight. His lips, oh so full and
kissable. He took my breath away.
I couldn't even move my eyes away from his face to see his body. I was
mesmerized by him.
"Leaving so soon?" he asked and his velvety voice sounded like a bell in
my ears.
Before I could answer, he put his hands on my hips and started
moving slowly. I put one of my hands on the back of his head, feeling
the softness of his hair and the other one on his chest, feeling the
hardness of his muscles. How could he be so amazing?
I looked away from his piercing look and looked at his clothes. He
sure as hell wore that T-shirt well. It was green and complimented on
his eyes perfectly. He had a washed leather jacket and Indigo coated
twister jeans on.
I felt so good in his arms. Before today I would have never done that,
but now I was so relaxed and drunk, it was like I gave my conscious
the day off.
Just like that Rosalie's words started re-playing in my mind.
You and I are going on that dance floor and you'll get a one-night stand with a
complete stranger. There will be no strings attached, no names said, no nothing.
Just a night of passion and sex.
Could I do that?
No strings attached
No names said
Just a night of passion and sex

I lifted my head from the Adonis's chest and looked at him in the eyes.
I pressed his head down a little and kissed him with all I had in me.
The sexual frustration, the anger I felt towards Riley, the lust I felt
towards this complete stranger.
I felt his tongue trace my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to give
him access. His sweet scent filled me and I let out a porn-star moan,
for which I'm sure "sober Bella" would die out of embarrassment from.
God he was such a good kisser
"My place or yours?" he asked in between little kisses he was covering
me with.
I thought about his offer. I should have been insulted, right? I guessed
so, but actually I felt flattered.
"Yours, mine is pre-occupied," I said remembering Riley and the cheap
red-headed whore in my apartment.
He smirked and grabbed my hand leading me toward the exit of the
club. He asked me where my table was and I pointed it to him,
grabbing my purse and my BlackBerry from the plot. He pulled his
car-keys out and opened the door for me.
I remembered that I didn't say bye to Rose and she would be worried.
I grabbed my BlackBerry and wrote her a text.
Got myself a stranger. Talk to you tomorrow. ~ B.
I saw. Good job, kid. Call me. Love you. ~ R.
Will do. Love you too. ~ B.
Once I hit send, my mystery guy grabbed me again and kissed me,
pressing me to a shiny new silver Volvo. Hmm he had the looks and
the money. Definitely marriage material.
"God, you're so beautiful." he whispered and grabbed my hand,
leading me to the passenger's door, opening it for me. I sat down to
the seat and didn't bother myself with the belt. He circled the hood of
the car and opened his door. Once he sat down he looked at me. I

jumped from my seat onto his lap and kissed him hard. He put a hand
on my thigh and under the hem of my dress and before I knew it his
massive hand was cupping my sex. I moaned into his mouth and he
groaned feeling the wetness in between my legs.
"If you keep up with that we won't be able to reach my house," he
whispered
I sat back to my seat and buckled my belt. "Drive then."
He smirked. "Your wish is my command," he said and started the car.
He was driving like a crazy person and I wondered if I should worry
about it, but before I could protest he stopped the Volvo in front of a
big three story white house. One side of it was covered in windows
entirely. It was well maintained and it screamed rich.
My guy came to my door while I was ogling his house and opened the
door, holding his hand for me. I found his gentleman moves a little
strange. I was going to fuck him, without him doing that.
I put my hand in his and he held it tight, intertwining our fingers
together. Without bothering to lock the car, he started jogging along
with me towards the house. The heels I was wearing made my feet
protest, but I didn't care. All I knew was that I was going to have this
babe-magnet for the night.
Once we reached the door I was pinned to it. He grabbed my ass
cheeks and lifted me from the ground. I wrapped my legs around his
waist, locking my ankles together. I felt his hardness right at my core
and it felt so good. He was definitely gifted.
He opened the door and closed it behind us. After that I heard the
ripping of a material and before I knew it I was out of my dress.
Apparently he had ripped my dress off my body.
I heard his sharp intake of breath and smirked when I remembered
my silk-sating red bra with lacy edge and matching panties. It was
meant to be a surprise for Riley, but

"God, you are so hot I have to take you, baby. Please."

"Yes," I whispered, but it sound like begging. Was I really that
desperate?
He growled and almost ran up the stairs and through an open door,
leading to a master bedroom. The walls were beige and the furniture
was in dark wood. It was simple and stylish.
He put me back to my feet and I got to work. Quickly discarding his
leather jacket, I grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and removed it from
his body. I saw his torso and I thought I died and went to heaven. He
had a clean, possibly shaved muscular chest and broad shoulders.
Sporting an eight pack, it was obvious that he was a working-out
kind of guy. His triceps and biceps were well formed. He had a strip
of hair leading to his manhood. I couldn't see the rest because of his
jeans and I was determined to take them off.
Once I touched him, his muscles flexed and they were rock solid. That
made me even hotter. With a quick work of his belt and the button of
his jeans I was able to finally take them off, leaving my stranger only
in his underwear.
Calvin Klein boxers.
Which he wore 'Oh My God' so good!
And he was filling them quite well.
My stranger smirked as he saw my eyes widening. I have only been
with Riley sexually and he was a lot smaller.
I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed the Adonis's upper arms and
pushed him on the bed. He laid down flat on his back and his body
jumped a few times as it hit the mattress. I didn't waste any time and
quickly straddled his waist, pressing my center onto his erection. He
groaned and I lowered my head to his neck, lavishing him with kisses
and licks and moans.

Before I know it, he had my bra unclasped and removed from my

breasts. His hands were caressing my back, sending shockwaves
directly to my core. My stranger flipped us over so that he was on top
and that allowed me to finally take his briefs off and see the beast
hidden underneath.
If the guy was cocky, he definitely had a reason to be. His cock was
huge. Like porn-star guy huge, if not bigger. He wasn't only long, he
was also thick. It was perfect.
Suddenly, I had the urge to have him in my mouth. I had no idea how I
was going to accomplish that, having its massiveness in mind, but it
was worth the try right?
Squeezing his butt cheeks, I rolled us over again and started making
my way down to his dick, leaving a path of open-mouthed kisses
along the way. I left no area uncovered. His sternum, his chest,
circling my tongue around his nipples, down his abs, and finally
reaching his cock.
I took him in my hand and started moving up and down. He tossed
his head back and started breathing rapidly. Leaning down I licked
his head, tasting the pre-cum formed there. I have never done this
before and I was glad for all of those erotic books I have read. I was
thinking about trying it with Riley, but he found himself that whore
before I had the chance.
His loss. From my guy's reaction I was pretty good.
I opened my mouth and took his head in between my lips, circling it
with my tongue. I sucked on it a little and then started moving up and
down, trying to take more of him further. But the fact that it was my
first time triggered my gag-reflex and I took him out before I could
hurt him, because that would be stupid.
And so extremely embarrassing.
Instead of gagging on him, I licked him from the head to the base and
back again. He cupped my head then and pulled me off him, but

before I could ask him if I did something wrong he pulled me to his

face and kissed me with passion.
"You are perfect, baby, but if you keep on with that I won't be able to
stop myself and I don't want this to end so quickly."
He moved his hands to my hips and grabbed the hem of my panties
taking them off my body. I was now completely bare and naked in
front of him.
"Baby, I want to taste you so much, so goddamn much, but I can't wait
any longer I have to be inside you," he whispered kissing my neck
from below my ear to my shoulder.
"Condom?" I asked.
"Top drawer," he murmured and I reached out to the drawer taking
the silver foil. Opening the little package with my teeth, careful not to
damage the condom inside I took it out.
"Mind if I put it on you?" I asked.
"Fuck, I insist!" he growled.
Pinching the end of the condom with my thumb and forefinger I slid it
down his shaft and stroke him a few times.
"Ready?" I asked, putting the head at my entrance.
"Really, you're going to ride me?" he asked rising an eyebrow.
"Oh hell yeah," I said and eased myself down slowly taking all of him
in me.
I stopped any movement for a few moments and he didn't move either.
He filled me completely and stretched me beyond believe. It wasn't
painful, just a bit uncomfortable. After a few moments he started to
move slowly and I followed him, slowly at first, but increasing the
speed more and more with each thrust.

It was so good. I was so lost into sensation, felling so alive. I have

never done this, but God, I was missing so much.
I put my hands on his chest for leverage and he put his hands on my
back pulling me down to him and kissing me. His tongue traced my
lower lip and entered my mouth. My heart was beating fast, sweat
coming from every gland; my pupils are dilated as if I were high on
drugs. The ecstasy I felt was over-whelming. I felt the orgasm coming
and I knew I was close.
"Come on baby, come for me. Come all over me," my stranger moaned
and I exploded, every nerve in my body feeling like I was set on fire. I
tossed my head back and let myself feel; and the feeling was so
amazing. For this moment I forgot about the lost promotion and for
Riley's infidelity. I heard my stranger moaning and repeating 'baby'
over and over again as he reached his own climax.
I laid on his chest spent and tied to bring my breathing back to
normal. He kissed my hair and put one of his hands underneath my
chin, lifting it to face him. His post-orgasmic bliss made him look even
better if possible.
He kissed my nose and then my lips, a soft, loving kiss. A kiss so
sweet I almost melted.
"Stay over the night," he said.
"I don't think so buddy, though I had a great time," I answered and
lifted myself off him, missing him inside me the moment I did it.
I climbed out of the bed and put my panties and bra on. I saw him
with my peripheral vision, leaving the bed and going to the joined
bathroom, tossing the condom as I supposed. He came back and made
his way to me circling my waist and kissing me on the lips briefly.
"Sorry I ripped your dress. I was lost in the moment," he murmured in
my ear.
Fuck, my dress! How was I supposed to get home now? In my
underwear? I didn't think so.

"I'll give you a T-shirt of mine and jeans. They'll be too big for you, but
nothing a belt can't handle," he said and let go of me, making his way
to the closet and pulling a black T-shirt and jeans from there. He
opened a drawer and took out an Armani belt.
"Here you go," he give them to me and I quickly put them on. He
watched m every move I made, still as naked as the day he was born.
He was hard again? Is this guy for real?
"Thanks, I'll send them back to you tomorrow," I told him and kissed
his cheek, grabbing my shoes and putting them on.
Five inch heels and a T-shirt? Rose would kill me.
"I was kind of hoping you'll bring them back personally," he said
scratching the back of his head.
I smirked. "So I'll send them tomorrow. Bye stranger," I winked and
opened the bedroom door.
"Wait, can I at least know your name?" he asked.
I turned around to look at my hunky stranger and meet his piercing
green eyes.
"If we ever meet again " I said and walked out the bedroom, leaving
the guy in the room I had the best sex of my life in.
If we ever meet again
Im the only thing for you to do
Edwards POV
I was out of that damn office finally. I dont understand how they can
make me stay in the office on a Friday night until nine thirty. Still, I
was happy; because I got the promotion I wanted so much. It was
never really a big competition. Just me and some chick from the floor
above mine. I would be lying if I say I busted my ass over to get it. No,

I was Edward Cullen. Things like that came to me without much

action on my part.
Once I was out of the office I went to the bar nearby. The night was
hot, which is not common in Seattle, so I decided to have a beer and
take a walk before heading home. Plus I needed to relieve some of the
tension I had. Best way to do that? Fuck a hot little number,
preferably with Daddy issues.
I came to the bar, dressed casually. I have my own closet in the office
and I didnt feel like wearing a suit just to go to Eclipse, so I changed
into a T-shirt and jeans. I also put on my leather jacket. I know from
personal experience that chicks dig leather jack ts. And leather plus a
few days worth of stubble was a combination not to be trifled with, it
never failed to get me some action.. I touched my jaw line, feeling the
facial hair. Purrrrfect!
I sat down on the bar and ordered myself a beer before I turned to
check around. They were all the same. Easy, easy, fucked her, fucked her,
and fucked her twice. I scanned the room without much luck before my
eyes saw her on the dance floor. She was wrapped in the arms of some
guy, and I immediately felt jealous of him. Why him? I was just about
to start cursing my faith, because this Goddess was taken, when
another girl came and kissed the guy. I actually did a happy dance.
The chick was single, at least for the night. Thats when I decided.
This girl will be the one warming my bed tonight.
I watched her as she looked at her friends dancing. You can see from
afar that she wanted to dance with someone. I sighed. I never really
liked dancing, but if that was the cost to fuck her tonight, then, well,
we all make sacrifices. Her blue little dress was hugging her delicious
body, in all the right places. It definitely made you wonder what was
under that dress. I took a sip from my beer and left the chair I was
occupying, making my way to the hottie swaying on the dance floor. I
walked in her direction and saw her moving pass people, walking out.

No way in hell, youre leaving without me, sweetheart.

I wrapped her in my arms soon after. We were dancing, until she
turned around and kissed me. I dont usually kiss, but I couldnt bring
myself to regret kissing her. Her pouty lips were just too damn
kissable. I had to get her out of there, because only a minute later I
wouldnt be able to wait until we were home and Id fuck her right
there.
Things happened naturally after that. I asked her where she wanted
to fuck and she chose my house. Fine little lady, like I care where I
will pound relentlessly into you.
Once we were at my place I felt everything somehow more intense,
the kissing, the touching, and the mind-blowing sex. She was one hell
of a woman. I even wanted her to stay over. In fact, I had to have her
to stay over. I have no idea where this thought came from. One thing
was sure though, I wanted to fuck her again.
Stay the night? I asked still catching my breath.
She looked at me like I told her I had grown a second head. Okay,
third.
Arent I hilarious?
I don't think so buddy, though I had a great time she said and stood
up from my bed to get dressed. No, I dont like that. This girl will not
leave me tonight. I cant allow it. I want to be buried deep inside her
again. Fuck I needed it
I stood up and wrapped my hands around her waist. I had to have
some kind of a contact with her. I cant just let her go. There is no
letting go anymore. I had to go to one of those AA meetings. Or should
I say SA? Sexaholics Anonymous, anyone?
What?!

I kissed her lips lightly and she cupped my neck with her small,
hands. Vision of my cock being stroked by them came back to my
mind. I felt my blood rushing into that special organ of mine. She was
making me hard so easily, she was just that damn hot.
She was standing in front of me in nothing more than her red bra and
panties set. I couldnt believe how goddamn lucky I was to take her
home with me tonight. The way that blue dress
Oh fuck my life the blue dress!
Sorry I ripped your dress. I was lost in the moment I whispered in
her ear I'll give you a T-shirt of mine and jeans. They'll be too big for
you, but nothing a belt can't handle. Its better than walking naked.
Like I was going to allow some other fucker to admire her body. This view is for my
eyes only. What can I say? Im a greedy motherfucker
I went to my dresser and I tried to find some clothes that will cover
more for her. I have to buy one of those outfits the nuns are wearing
and cover her up from head to toe.
Ok, obsessive much? Catch her name first, you stalker!
"Thanks, I'll send them back to you tomorrow." She said after getting
dressed and collecting her belongs. She kissed my cheek and headed
to the door.
No, thats not good. No, no, no!
At least let me fuck you again, little cock tease!
I was kind of hoping you'll bring them back personally? I asked
nervously, trying not to show my nerves to her.
Nervously? Edward Cullen doesnt go nervous! What is with this girl?!
No, I'll send them tomorrow. Bye stranger she opened the door of
my bedroom and I knew I was losing her. Damn it I never wanted a

woman so badly again. But Im no quitter; I got to where I am by

being a heartless bastard. I had to say something else, anything to
have this gorgeous woman stay!
Wait, can I at least know your name? I asked.
She turned and smiled at me. I swear my heart flip-flopped in the
sight of her smile. I never look at a girl smiling, or maybe no girl
deserved it. But this woman; her smile was magnifying. That smile
alone could light the whole town.
If we ever meet again she said and left my room.
I was standing there feeling like a fifteen years old teenage girl, who
just lost her virginity and the feeling was uncomfortable. Ok, so I was
going back to that bar, thats for sure. I looked around the room. In
those chick flick movies, when something like this happens she forgot
something behind, so Id be able to track her because of it. I looked
around, no phone, no business card, not even a fucking shoe. HOW
THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO FIND CINDERELLA WITHOUT
THE SHOE?
I was starting to get frustrated, but also tired. I climbed back to bed
and drifted to sleep thinking about that little lady. She is one hell of a
woman. I smirked. And she loves to play, I thought. Well, my
Cinderella, playing games happens to be my favorite hobby. I turned
around and her scent filled my nostrils. The bed still smelled like her.
Some unique aroma of strawberries and lilies, nothing I ever smelled
before on a woman, and I fucked half of the female population in
Seattle.
She must be some unique girl or some shit, to have a power like that
over me... Great, the game just got more interesting and exciting.
I never even realized when I drifted off to sleep. I woke up the next
morning, because of the loud banging on my front door. What
motherfucker wanted to lose his life?! Who the hell is knocking at

peoples doors on a Saturday morning? I climbed off bed and put my

boxers on. Heading downstairs I saw pieces of her dress all over the
living room.
Jesus Im an animal.
I smirked to myself and opened the door. Some teenage boy was
standing in front of me with a package in his hands. He gave it to me
and told me to sign the form he was holding. He handed it to me and I
did as I was told. I opened the package and saw the clothes I gave
Cinderella, yesterday. So she really did send them oversneaky bitch.
I smirked again. She is good!
I gave the form back to the boy, who was just telling me to have a nice
day when I stopped him.
Hey kid, Ill give you twenty bucks if you tell where did you pick this
package from? Two could play that game little Cindy. No, not Cindy,
Ella. She looked like Ella to me.
Once my mind stopped its argument about the womans nick name, I
saw the boy looking at me with confusion written all over his face. It
appeared that his retarded brain was trying to work out whether or
not he could tell me... Yeah, hurry up boy, I dont have all day!
Sir, Im sorry I cant do that. My boss will kill me if I do it he
mumbled.
Your boss wont find out. You just have to give me that address and
youll have twenty bucks. No biggie. I forced a smile on my face,
because if that little shit was starting to rub me the wrong way. If he
does not give me her address in less than ten seconds Im going to beat the crap out
of him.
Yeah, well Miss Swan gave me a hundred bucks not to tell you. She
knew you were a stalker he said and ran, literally RAN to his car.

I started laughing. I busted my ass, laughing like a hyena. So Miss Swan

thinks Im a stalker. Funny Ella, funny.
I closed the door and opened the rest of the package. My clothes
smelled like her. That made my ice cold heart melt. Im just too damn
funny. I laughed. Boy, I need to go to the doctor for all those
conversations with myself.
I had a little note in the bottom of the box.
I had a great time with you. I knew youd fail at our little game. I told you youd
know who I am if we ever meet again. Bad, bad boy.
Xoxo
Fuck my life. Beautiful and smart. I had to have her!
I spend the rest of the day wandering around the house. At six, I went
back to the bar looking for her. It seemed like the easiest place to
start. When nine rolled around, and she still hadnt appeared, I knew
she wouldnt come. I thought about my options, I could get another
chick for tonight, or just have a beer or two.
I decided on number two. I wasnt in a mood for a dumb-and-withno-self-respect whore today. I was getting myself drunk, instead.
After the fifth, maybe, beer, Mr. Muscle, the bartender, told me to give
him my keys.
No way in hell, youre driving this drunk, Bro he said and I gave him
my keys.
Hey, do you know the hottest girl in Seattle? I asked completely
aware that I was drunk and I was talking bullshit
Yeah, I do. Her name is Rosalie and she is my fiance. He said
proudly.
No, not Rosalie. Miss Swan. I met her yesterday and we had sex, but
she doesnt want me for some reason. I really do want her dude I

complained. He looked at me strange, like he knew something. He

laughed a little.
Call me Emmett, buddy. Who are you?
Edward Cullen. So do you know Miss Swan? I asked again
So you had sex with her, you dont know her first name, but you do
know her last? He laughed. What kind of kinky sex did you guys
had?
No, I found out her last name this morning when the kid came I
answered.
He looked confused, no doubt because of the whole kid thing, but
didnt say anything about that to me for the rest of the night. After he
called me a cab, he told me to come tomorrow to collect my keys.
Looks like I wont be seeing Ella tonight. But I dont care. I would find
her.
I came home and threw myself onto the bed. I fell asleep still wearing
my clothes, I didnt even take off my shoes. I woke up the next
morning to my phone ringing. It was an unknown number, so I
ignored it. The second I did I regretted it. What if it was her? I took
my phone and pressed the recall button.
Well good morning to you, Mr. Cullen said a female voice.
What do you want, Alice? I asked my cousin and secretary. She was
my assistant, a huge pain in the ass for a person so small, but I loved
that she was around. After I fucked my last two assistants, this was
safe. Alice was married and my goddamn cousin. My schedule was in
order and my dick stayed in my pants. It worked perfectly for me.
Tomorrow, you should come in earlier. Since you got the promotion,
youll be supervising the girl who wanted your job. She has a lot
better qualifications than you do. I dont get why she didnt get your
position? she murmured disapprovingly.

Gee, Alice, thank you. You know how to give a guy a compliment I
said getting frustrated. Way to keep the love in the family. Alice
giggled on the phone and continued.
Ok so Isabella will be here at nine... You need to be here before her, so
eight thirty cool with you? Alice asked
Yeah ok, eight thirty's great. Bye Ally I said and I hung up. Oh, she
will make me regret this. No one hangs up on Alice Whitlock.
I stood up, now fully awake, took a shower and then got dressed. I
called a cab, because I had to get to Eclipse to get my car keys back.
Once I got in, I saw the bartender talking to some guy. He has his
back on me, so I didnt see him. Emmett saw me and called.
Edward, my man. Hows the headache? he said and laughed. I gave
him the finger, but chuckled as well.
Not as bad as I thought it would be. So can I have my keys back? I
asked sarcastically.
He took the car keys from his pocket and gave them to me. Emmett
looked at the other guy, smirked at him and asked me.
So, hows that deal with Miss Swan he asked, raising an eyebrow at
me and smirking.
The other guy laughed and I looked at him. It was the guy that was
dancing with Ella. Son of a
You know her! I saw you dancing with her! I kind of yelled at the
guy. Then I turned to Emmett. And you know her too. Why didnt
you tell me that?
Look dude said the other guy Miss Swan is my best friend. And if she
told you she doesnt want anything to do with you, respect that, or Ill
kick your ass he said in a monotone voice. Apparently he had this

conversation more than a few times. He was like Ellas protector or

some shit. I almost liked him.
Edward Cullen I said and gave my hand for him to shake.
Jacob Black he said and we shook hands.
Well Jacob, please tell Miss Swan that Im looking for her and I still
have that blue sexy dress she wore
Youre pushing your luck bro he said gritting his teeth. When he
visibly relaxed he continued I will tell her you looked for her, but Ill
tell you B I mean Miss Swan is one tough girl. When she says no its a
no...
Well see about that. I said and smirking I left the bar. I drove
around before I had to go to my house and I was home in the late
afternoon. For the reminder of the evening I did some stuff so that I
would be ready for tomorrow. I wasnt really concentrating, because
of a certain little lady. I kept getting lost in my thoughts of our nights
together. I glanced at the clock and I saw that it was twenty minutes
after midnight. Whoa, I totally lost track of time. I guess Ella had that
effect on me.
She excited me. Im a hot face. Im not cocky about it, its a true fact. I
was born with good genes, women came to me easily. Fuck, I got
everything in my life easily. Little Ella was now making me sweat and
it wasnt the typical, clichd Oh, Ill let him chase me before we have sex.
She gave me a taste; she got me all crazy about fucking her again and
then disappeared without a word and a name. I would say without a
glance in my direction, but that would be a lie. She definitely ogled me
before she left my bedroom, the other day.
I sighed. Another night by myself. That will be what, two in a row?
That hasnt happened since freshman year in high school! Damn Ella.

I walked to my bedroom and stripped down to nothing. Throwing my

clothes in the hamper, I went to the adjoined bathroom to take a
shower. I was able not to think about her while I was in the shower
and I guess that helped. I wasnt sporting a hard-on so I guess this is a
mission accomplished.
WHAT?! Since when is limp dick constitute a successful mission, you moronic
douche?!
Once I was done I stepped from the shower and turned the water off.
As I was wrapping a towel around my hips, I heard something coming
from my bedroom. Well great. Thats all I need right now, getting
fucking robbed. I should really hire security for this place. I was, after
all a badass lawyer, I had my enemies. Silently opening my bathroom
door I walked back to my bedroom, a grin forming on my face as soon
as I saw who was lying on my bed.
So, I heard you were looking for me, she said and pulled me down on
top of her.
If we ever meet again
Imma Lick You Like A Lollipop
Bellas POV
I woke up early the next morning, feeling way too hot. I opened my
eyes for a second, closing them immediately after, because of the
bright sunlight that was shining through the window. I yawned and
tried to move stretch my body, but then I felt a pair of muscular hands
tightening their grip on me. I turned my face to the left and met the
most adorable sight ever. Totally picture worthy.
My stranger, pardon moi*, Edward, was sleeping, his lips all pouty and
kissable, his hair a complete mess. He looked so young, so sweet in
that moment. I really wanted to stay in bed all day and just enjoy the
view in front of me.

No can do.
I have a big day today. Its Monday, that means going to work,
meeting the boss. Seriously, I am still pissed. I know I should be over
it by now, but I cant get it out of my head. He is from the twentyeight floor. I know exactly what the people are like there. Lazy!
It was only me and this Cullen guy for the promotion. From what I
heard he was like me, fresh out of law school.
Ugh, even his own cousin thinks I am more qualified than he is. His
own family!
I turned my attention back to Edward. He looked so yummy. I wanted
to just grab him and fuck him right now.
But I cant. I have no time to waste.
I was able to stand up from the bed and get dressed, without waking
Edward up. I glanced at the watch 7:30 a.m. Great I had an hour and
a half before I go to work. Plenty of time to go home, have a shower
and make myself presentable. I couldnt afford to be late so I kissed
Edward on the cheek and left him a note on the night stand. Quietly
walking down the stairs I opened and closed the door, extremely
regretting for not having a jacket. It was freaking freezing and I was
only wearing my slutty dress. I walked over to where I had parked my
car, just to see that it wasnt there. My jaw dropped in shock. Was my
car stolen? There was a police officer near the place I parked, so I
walked over to him.
Excuse me, my car was stolen! I said in a sad puppy voice, hoping
that this will make him take more attention on me than usual.
Audi TT, black, cabriolet? he asked.
Yes! Oh, so you caught the guy who was trying to steal it. Thank you
so much! I wanted to hug the cop, but then I remembered something.

Wait, if it my car had attempted to be stolen, and you stopped that

from happening, where is my car? I asked no doubt with a very dumb
expression.
The cop cracked out laughing. Your car wasnt stolen, doll. You have
a parking ticket, and as we checked our database you have more than
one. So your car was forfeit.
What? No, please I was just about to pay those parking tickets. I
really, really need my car. I begged.
Well then I advise you to go and pay your tickets, so that you could
have your car back. Looking at you, looks like you had a busy night, so
I bet you can pay up he said looking at me up and down.
A huge blush spread across my face, but it was suddenly shadowed by
my anger.
You think Im a prostitute? What the hell is wrong with you? I
yelled.
Baby, have you looked yourself in the mirror? he asked with a stupid
grin on his face. God I wanted to bitch slap him so badly right now.
How the hell am I supposed to go home now? I yelled frustrated,
putting my hands on my hips and narrowing my eyes to the creep.
Well, I bet some of your clients will be more than happy to bring you
back home for a quickie. You may even earn some money to pay your
tickets
Oh my God! And youre a police officer? Someone who must be
responsible and honorable? If my father was here he would teach you
a lesson, you little man. My dad is a police chief and I know all about
laws. I am an attorney myself! Harassing young women, is a definite
no-no. I screamed in his face.

Yes, I was well aware that screaming like a mad woman in the middle
of the street on a Monday morning, dressed like a slut, didnt scream
a well-paid attorney with class, but still
He chuckled and looked at me with a cocky smile on his dirty pervert
face Are you going to punish me? he asked lustfully with a wink.
Okay! Edward or no Edward Im never dressing myself like that again.
I mean Im a respected woman! I have clients, and NOT those type of
clients!
Your little partner over here, I pointed in disgust at the pervert-cop
told me that Im a hooker
Jesus Christ, Paul! My apologies, Miss. Officer Wolf is still a rookie
and apparently has no respect of women, whatsoever. The yummycop looked embarrassed for a second, but then glared at Officer Wolf
and if the look could kill
Its fine as long as he apologizes I said and crossed my hands over
my chest, which made the pervert-cop look at my cleavage. I shivered,
which obviously made the yummy-cop think that Im cold, because
the next think I know is that he takes off his jacket and hands it to
me. I smiled to him and he actually blushed and smiled back.
Oh, I like you, Officer Clearwater. Wanna handcuff me?
Seth Clearwater appeared to be in his late twenties. His hair was
short and dark brown, his eyes melted chocolate. His nose was
straight and his smile was sincere. Something about him made me feel
good. He had that expression of a good person, just radiating from
him.
Im sorry for my behavior, miss. The pervert-cop apologized. I have
completely forgotten about him, all of my attention now on Officer
Clearwater.
Its fine. Just never do that to another woman. Its not right.

Go get yourself a cup of coffee, Paul. said the yummy-cop, never

taking his eyes off me.
But you just bought me coffee, dude Paul looked confused.
No, I bought two coffees. I never said one was for you. Yummy-cop
answered giving me one of the coffees he was holding. Paul growled
in frustration and headed towards the Caf, but not before glaring at
me.
Hah, I am hot and have a vagina. Men buy me coffee and dinners. Its not my fault
you have a dick, dick!
Thank you, you are really nice I said after taking a sip from my
coffee, surprisingly tasting just the way I like it.
Im Seth Clearwater he introduced himself holding his hand out for
me to shake.
Bella Swan I answered taking his hand in mine. I felt some strange
wave of electricity. Seth was hot. Like really hot. Maybe as hot as
Jacob and Emmett. Not as hot as Edward, but hot indeed.
So why are you up so early? Seth asked drinking from his own
coffee.
Work. Im already late and on top of that my car was forfeit.
I can drive you. Paul can stay here by himself for a while. He needs to
learn to respect women anyway he chuckled
Oh no, I couldnt I answered shyly.
Yes, I can. Yes, I can. Please drive me home, Im just trying to be shy. Please, please,
please.
Nonsense, come on Seth motioned me to the cruiser.
And I grinned. Like an idiot!

I was still wearing his jacket, so I took my time to sniff it, while Seth
was climbing to the drivers seat.
So should I wait for you here, or are you going to invite me up? Seth
asked as he parked the cruiser in front of my apartment building.
Oh, dont worry Seth, Ill get a cab, no biggie I smiled.
Yeah, there is no way in hell for this to happen. Ill wait for you here
and then drive you to work. Besides you said you were running late. I
can speed through traffic you know. Im that cool Seth said sounding
very 007.
I laughed and told him to come up with me. No way I am making him
stay in the car.
Once we got to the apartment I made coffee for Seth and told him to
make himself comfortable, while I was preparing myself.
I took a shower and cleaned the reminder of my make-up from last
night. I quickly dried my hair straight and put the half of it on a bun. I
had prepared my outfit last night, so I was done dressing in about five
minutes. A little make-up after that and after about half an hour, I was
ready. I walked to the kitchen and glanced at the clock 8:45. Fuck, I
had fifteen minutes. I could manage to get there in time, because of
the cruiser, but I wanted to get there a bit earlier. Damn that fucker
Paul, damn my car being forfeit, damn that new fucking supervisor
who has my job. Im sure that my new boss will try to get into my pants.
I know his type. The twenty-eight floor type!
Good job with that, buddy. Youre never going to touch me. I have my Edward for
that.
Your Edward?
Oh, fuck off and shut up. I am sick of having mental fights with my own
subconscious.

Im ready, lets go. I told Seth as I collected my stuff and headed to

the door.
Wow, you look very professional. What do you do for a living? Seth
asked playfully.
I looked at my outfit and looked at him confused. It wasnt overly
formal, red shirt, black pencil skirt, black coat, red pumps and red
handbag. I did my make-up fresh with red lipstick and my glasses.
Well, it was different from my hooker dress I was wearing just thirty
minutes ago, but it wasnt overly professional.
Lawyer. I answered just as playfully. He knows very well what I do
for a living. After all I screamed it in Pauls face. I was supposed to
have a promotion, but they gave it to someone else, so now I have to
kiss my new supervisors ass I chuckled.
Well isnt he a lucky bastard. Seth laughed and we headed towards
the cruiser.
He being the complete gentleman offered me his hand. I smiled and
took it, because well it was nice to be treated like a lady. Even
thought right now, after Riley, having Edward, I do not want any
relationships, still, being treated like a delicate flower never runs cold.
The drive to the law firm was silent. I couldnt get the image of
Edward bringing me flowers, taking me out on a date, telling I am his
girlfriend out of my head. Just a simple gesture from Seth, like offering
a hand, made me feel bad for a moment. Can I really do this? Have a
casual relationship with someone? I am used to hearts and flowers
after all. Seth managed to speed through traffic because of the cruiser.
It was 8:55 when he pulled into the companys parking lot.
I had a great time with you Bella. Would you like to go to dinner
sometime? Seth asked me full with hope.

Fuck, like I didnt feel bad enough as it was. No, I have Edward now, I
promised him that the only guy who will put-his-stick-named-a-dick
into my tight-dripping wet-pussy will only be him.
Heres romance, Edward style, ladies and gentleman.
I sighed. I would love to Seth, but with the new boss and stuff I dont
know when Id be able to At least I wasnt lying to him.
Of course, Bella. Heres my number. Call me when you can, okay? he
said and kissed my cheek. I smiled and got out of the car.
Hey Bella! Seth called me, sliding down the passengers seat window
Your car will be here around lunch
But I havent paid my tickets yet? I asked confused.
Consider this a little favor he winked and pulled away from the lot.
My smile grew bigger and I clenched the business car, Seth just gave
me. I made myself a mental note to definitely call him when Edward
grows tired of me.
My phone beeped with a new text-message.
So you left ur phone number and a dirty note. Must be my happy
day ~E.
Hope ur day is better than mine ~B.
Sorry. So you wanna lick my dick like a lollipop, huh? ~E.
I chuckled. I do have a dirty mind. I cant believe how much I changed
just in a few days. Friday morning I would never ever do something
like that, and now just three days later Im like a freaking slut.
Edwards ruining me
Oh yeah! Tonight, 8 pm, my place. Send u d address ~B.
I smiled and started walking towards the elevator in the parking lot.
How convenient. Your lazy ass gets out of the car and makes the hell

of 5 steps to reach the elevator, because oh my.. to walk some stairs so

that you can actually reach the elevator on the first floor will be
torture for the fat lawyers asses.
I checked my ass to see that its not fat and chuckled. I got in the
elevator, and looked at the lot before the doors closed. I must be
delusional, because I could swear I saw Edwards Volvo.
Edwards POV
Looking forward to it ~E.
I send the message to Bella and sighed, lounging on my chair and
putting my hands on the back of my head. Why did Alice make me
come to work so early? Like I would give a crap what kind of
impression I give to Isabella. Shes under me, so Im the boss. I laughed
at my stupid brain, and started a daydream about all the kinky stuff I
want to do to Bella tonight.
I well remembered the awesome post-sex talk we had.
Last night.
So Bella said.
So? I asked. Oh fuck. Please tell me she does not think she is my wife or some shit
like that. She was the one who left me, she was the one playing. God, please leave me
the perfect woman. Fucks and leaves. Ah, my soulmate.
Okay, I am not going to lie to you. I have never done anything like this before, I
just ended a serious relationship and I dont want to start a new one, but I also
dont want to sleep with strangers every night. So, I guess what I am suggesting is
she stopped and hid her face in my chest.
You mean you want only me to put-my-stick-named-a-dick into you dripping
wet-tight-pussy?

Uh, yeah, just not as whorish as you make it sound she said, looking kind of oh
like I know female expressions.
Hey, you are not a whore. I mean I have one on speed dial, and she is I started.
Shut up! I dont want to hear about that and for the love of God, you have a
hooker on speed dial? She asked shocked standing up a little bit and leaning on her
elbow, looking me in the eyes.
Hey, I am only human I said shrugging my shoulders.
Whats the whores name? Bella asked frustrated, raising an eyebrow.
You jealous, babe? I smirked.
Just answer the fucking question.
My, my Miss Swan, you have quite the language there. Looks like you have a
temper, kitten.
She looked at me for the longest time, before she pulled her hand palm up waiting
for something.
Give me your phone. She said.
Holy mother, what the fuck?! Is she like a crazy obsessive bitch or what?
Why? I asked carefully.
So that I can put my number in there and you can call me anytime you want to
have sex.
Yes. Motherfucking. Score. Thank you Universe, thank you oh, Virgin Mary,
mother of baby Jesus from the virgin conception, who miraculously conceived your
son. that must have been boring!!!
I smirked and grabbed my cell from the bedside drawer and gave it to Bella.
Thunder? Whos Thunder? she asked.

My speed-dial prostitute. I said shrugging my shoulders.

Aha, well delete, yes okay all done she said giving me my phone back.
Okay, not so fast, still on freak alert here, people. What is with that woman?
You have me and only me to fuck. The moment you want someone else you say the
word and we call it off. Until then you are only sleeping with me and I am only
sleeping with you.
Why the fuck?! I asked.
Because I dont want any STD you can give me from Thunder, or Sparkle, or
Rainbow, got it?
Just for the record, Rainbow gets tested every week.
And with that Bella exploded in the most bell-like laughter I have ever heard. It
was so sincere it made me laugh as well. Bella lied back on my chest and we laughed
each-other to sleep.
I was dragged back to reality when I heard Alice talking with
someone outside. Not so much talking as in yelling. I have no idea
where this girl keeps her energy. She is so small.
My cousin sucks. This job was so for you.
Well bitch. Im going to have a little talk with Alice later. Who does
she think she is talking like that about me in front of my new
partner?
My new bitch. I thought and chuckled. Im going to make this girls life a
living hell. I got the promotion, she didnt. I graduated Harvard, she
from Stanford from what I read on her file. By the way, those files are
complete bitches. No photo, no address, just some minor information.
I have to pull the dirt on her. Now shes going to suffer. Even though
were supposed to be partners and Im just supervising her actions Im still
her boss.

Well at least she wasnt noisy. I could still hear Alice insulting me,
but I couldnt see or hear Isabella for that matter. I was starting to
lose my patience. I pressed the intercom button and waited for Alice.
Oh yes, cousin she purred.
Coffee I said harshly and let go of the button.
Alice came into my office only seconds after that.
Coffee later. Now I want to introduce you to your new partner, even
though you supervise her she is still your partner and you need to
respect her she just needed to say that, didnt she? Grr, fucking pixie.
Isabella? Alice waited for her to come inside.
The first I saw was a five inch heel, open toed left shoe entering my
office. Up to her creamy legs, her small waist, her full breasts in this
red shirt and then her shocked face. My eyes widened, my jaw
dropped, I lost all motor function. No, no, no thats not right, My
mind is fucking messing with me. I closed my eyes tight and then
opened them again. Nothing. I pinched my hand, as if I was trying to
wake myself up. Nothing. The look she had on her face was probably
mirrored version of the look I had on my own. Jaw dropped, wide
eyes, having trouble standing still.
Edward Cullen, Id like you to meet Isabella Swan, your new partner
Alice said with a smile.
The look on Isabellas face was pure hatred. I am so not getting laid
tonight!
If we ever meet again
Im Your Friend - Juicy Pen
Edwards POV

I was so fucking screwed. I was still in shock. My employee, my bitch,

was also my booty call. My Bella. Okay she is not mine, but oh
whatever!
I decided that my little pixie cousin will bite my head off if she finds
out that Ive fucked my new partner, so I put on a show. I stood up
from my office chair and went around the desk to shake Bellas hand.
Hello, Miss Swan. My name is Edward Cullen. Its a pleasure to meet
you
Bella looked at me with confusion and anger. What the hell have I
done? It takes two to tango, missy. I looked at her and then Alice and
apparently Bella got what I wanted to say to her, because she took my
hand and introduced herself.
Isabella Swan. And the pleasure is all mine, she hissed.
Well Im going to leave you two now to get to know each-other. Bella
let me know when youre done, and I will show you your new office,
Alice said and left the office, closing the door behind her.
So this is weird I said trying to lighten the mood. By the look on
Bellas face, I wasnt doing a good job.
YOU She said pointing at me with her index finger. YOU... she
said again poking me in the chest.
What? I asked confused.
You knew who I was all along, didnt you? You knew that Im going
to work with you when we first had sex. You approached me in the
pub on purpose. You.. She continued spitting venom in my direction,
but I cut her off
Whoa, whoa. Stop there, princess. I had no idea who you were. Why
do you think youre so special? I asked frustrated.

Cause she is special, you dick!

If you ever tell someone what happened between us, Cullen, Im
going to castrate you and serve your balls for dinner.
I swallowed hard. She might be tiny, but speaking like that was
definitely scary... and sexy as hell. My dick, because it has its own
mind hardened so much it started hurting. I wanted to take her so
much right now!
Dont threaten me, Bella! Should I remind you I am your boss? I
yelled, hoping that Alice wont hear me
Its Miss Swan to you! She yelled in my direction. I remembered
screaming Miss Swan in ecstasy last night and I was done for. I
grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard. I kept my eyes open
at first, so that I can watch her reaction. At first I caught her off guard,
but then she started kissing me back, wrapping her hands around my
neck and pulling my hair. I hissed, but not in pain, in pure pleasure. I
moved my hands from her neck, to her ass. She moaned and I smirked
at myself. Lifting her up she wrapped her ankles around the small of
my back, and started kissing my neck, down to the collarbone. It was
my turn to moan. I locked the door and pushed Bella and me onto my
desk. I made her sit on the edge and she tossed her head backward,
making room for me to attack her neck. And damn I did! I started
sucking, kissing, licking everything I could. I started unzipping her
skirt when she moaned Oh God, Edward, which apparently made
her remember that she hated my guts right now, and she pushed me
away. I grunted and started kissing her again, but she was so not in
the mood right now. This time instead of a hot make out session, I got
a knee in the crotch. My palms cupped my dick, and I squirmed in
fucking pain. I fell on my knees and started rolling on the floor.
What, the fuck!!! I hissed
Im not that easy, Cullen. Youre never going to touch this, she said
pointing to her perfect body, and youre so not going to get into this,

she said pointing to her tight, hot, wet and warm pussy, EVER
AGAIN! NEVER, NEVER, NEVER!
She made herself presentable by straightening her clothes and fixing
her make-up, unlocked the door and was out of the room, while I was
still holding my crotch, hissing and moaning in pain.
Bellas POV
Stupid, stupid Bella. Im not a fucking hormonal teenager anymore, I
cant do shit like that. Grr.. Why, why Edward? Out of all people, why
him? Im so dumb, so fucking dumb. His last name is Cullen, why
didnt I put two and two together. What am I going to do now? Every
time I even think of Edward I start throbbing for him, and now I have
to work with him, side by side and not have him. Thats just SO
fucked up!
Hey Bella. Was Edward good to you? Alice asked from her desk.
I smirked. Oh yes! Very, very good.
Come with me, I want to show you to your office, she said and led
me to an office similar to Edwards at the end of the hall. We made
small talk, and I found out that Alice is married to Jasper Whitlock,
who works in the same fitness as Jake. Ill have to ask him whether or
not he knows him. Alice might be tiny, but she is the most cheerful
person I have met in my life. She is full of energy, and I immediately
liked her. Of course the story is different with her cousin... Grrr
I settled into the office, and started pulling my stuff from the box I
kept my belongings in. A photo of me and Jake, another one of Rose
and Emmett kissing, and one of me and Nessie. Im still an intern, so I
dont have any diplomas, but that doesnt mean Im a bad lawyer. Ive
never had a case by myself, cause Im a fucking twenty-six year old
girl, right out of law school. My luck was on my side when I got the
job here at Stewart and Browns law firm. Well my luck and the fact that

my father is close with Mr. Stewart, but I dont want to think about
this. Im good, and I can prove it.
This promotion would have been my way to rise. So far I had three
cases with different lawyers, but I was just an addition. Now I have
the chance to have a regular partner, but of course he would be the
guy I fuck. FUCK!
My office phone started ringing and I answered it.
Isabella Swan.
My dick still hurts here Bella. Come and kiss it. Edwards velvety voice echoed in
the room through the speaker-phone
Do you want a sexual harassment suit? I asked.
Nah, you wont sue me, Bella. You know you want me. You know what I can do to
you. You know you love the way my dick moves inside that tight, wet..
OK, shut the fuck up. Do you have to tell me something in particular,
or are you just going to act like an ass?
Come to my office. I wanna talk about Browns case, he said and hung up.
I sighed and left my office. Walking down the hall, I saw that Alice
wasnt at her desk. I turned and knocked on Edwards door.
Come, he said and chuckled
Damn fucker!
I opened the door and closed it behind me.
Should I lock it? I purred
I saw Edward gulp and his eyebrows shot to the roof. I chuckled and
made my way to his desk. I plopped on a chair in front of his desk and
smirked at him as he eyed me up from head to toe.

I cant do this, Bella. I cant work with you and not think about you
naked underneath me, moaning my fucking name, while I thrust into
you. Im going to have a serious case of blue balls.
It was my turn to gulp, because he was so fucking hot. I felt the
wetness between my legs, but then I remembered that now this
wasnt the Edward from last night. It was Edward, my boss.
He stood up from his chair and went to the door. After I heard the
lock I turned around and looked at Edward. He was leaning on the
door, looking at me.
What are you doing Edward? I asked confused
I want you one last time. No, no I need you one last time. I have to
have you Bella. Even if I wont ever have you again.
Edward, I cant. Youre my boss, we
No Bella, he said making his way to me and kneeling in front of me,
cupping my face I really, really like you Bella, and I really, really want
to be in you right now. I need to be in you right now.
No. I cant. Im so sorry, but I cant. This is not me Im not the girl
who sleeps with her boss, Edward. I just cant
He sighed and looked down. God I wanted him. So much. But I
couldnt, not now that I knew who he was. He stood up and sat back
on his chair. Tossing a folder in my direction, he started talking about
the case we were assigned to. I really need to take a look at the file at
home, because I couldnt keep my eyes off Edward the whole time.
WORST JOB EVER!
Our discussion was interrupted from my cell-phone.
Isabella Swan, I answered.
Hey Bells. Hows the boss? Jake asked.

Its Edward.
Edwards eyes looked at me confused, and Jake stopped talking.
Are you fucking kidding with me?
Nope, Jake. Here I am facing the guy I fucked, talking about a case.
Edward dropped his pen and looked at me with his mouth open,
blinking like a frog.
Shit! Thats fucked up Bells. Wanna grab lunch?
Sure, come pick me up in an hour.
Okay, bye Belly.
Bye, I said and hung up.
Are you out of your damn mind? You dont want to have sex with me
again, but you have no problem talking about our sex life in front of
everyone?
We dont have a sex life, and besides, it was Jake. You know him.
So? I dont care who it is, you cant just talk about me like that, he
sounded insulted.
I chuckled. Dont worry Ill tell him youre very good.
He smirked. I am, arent I?
You sure are. I said and laughed.
An hour later someone was knocking on Edwards door.
Come in Edward and I said at the same time. I was reading about
the case, while Edward was talking with the lawyer of the defense.
DAMN. You too definitely fucked each other.

Both Edward and my heads snapped in the direction of the door. It

wasnt Jake. It was a blond guy with messy hair and piercing blue
eyes. He had a muscular body and a fucking smirk on his face. I looked
at Edward and he looked pissed.
What the fuck, Jasper? He hissed.
Ohh, Jasper. OHHH PROBLEM!
Hey Bella, so nice to meet you, he said and kissed my knuckles.
Y-y-you too. I mumbled.
How the hell do you know, Jasper? Oh fuck, oh fuck. Dont tell me
Alice knows. Shell have my balls for this.
Jasper started laughing and pointed to me with his thumb.
Bella here told Jacob about your bed activities, and he and I decided
to have a little fun with you. Jake is talking with Emmett and Rosalie
at the moment.
I mentally slapped myself. Hard. By the look on Edwards face he
wanted to slap me too. I smiled apologetically at him.
Jasper, you have to keep your mouth shut. Alice cant know about
this! Its never going to happen again anyway, Edward said, glaring at
me.
The shy girl in me suddenly decided to make an appearance and I
blushed. I could feel my face in heat and I looked down.
Damn it, Jasper you embarrassed her. Get the fuck out of my office.
Edward hissed.
Jasper chuckled My apologies Maam. He said and pretended to take
off his hat. He laughed and left the office.
Im sorry, Edward. Im going to kill Jake. I said embarrassed.

Its fine Bella, dont worry, he hissed again, but oh I was worried,
alright. If looks could kill.. Id be dead by now.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, and death glares from
Edward I heard my stomach growl. I kind of skipped breakfast today,
cause of all the shit that happened.
Ok lets go grab lunch and then well come back to check on Browns
case, I said and smiled shyly.
Ok, what is wrong with you? Edward yelled and hit the table with
both his fists standing up. I looked shocked and stepped backwards.
Not that hell hit me or something.. right? You say you wanna fuck a
stranger, then you show up in my house in a little slutty dress, then
you tell me you dont wanna fuck me anymore after kicking me in the
balls, and oh my favorite; telling your boy-toy that you have fucked
your boss, and then ask me to lunch! Seriously did you hit your head
when you were little?
I started at him with a dumb look on my face I was sure. Wooosh,
was I really that indecisive? I mean he is right. I do change my fucking
mind often, but what can I do when shit like that happens?
Um.. I tried to start, but he cut me off
And besides, werent you the one who didnt wanted names involved
in the first place? No other contact, but sex right? What makes you
think that Ill ever go out with you? Be seen in public? He snapped
again.
Ohh, Edward is going to lose his balls today!
Youre dead meat when Im done with you, Cullen. I was just trying
to be polite, because I sure as hell wont be having lunch with Jacob,
right now. It would have been rude to just go out and have lunch
without inviting you. Besides youre not nearly as special as you think
you are, Cullen. I spat and turned on my heels, leaving the room.

Edwards POV
This woman is going to be the death of me.
I sighed and plopped down on my desk chair again. My own stomach
growled and I started cursing like a fucking sailor to my hungry
stomach. WHAT. THE. FUCK?
I have to admit that knowing Jasper knows about mine and Bellas
bedroom activities, fucking bothered me. He could tell Alice, and as
little as she is, she was scary as fuck. And not just that she befriended
herself with Bella, and now theyre some sort of a BFF fuck. HOW
DOES THIS HAPPEN IN LESS THAN 5 HOURS?
I shouldnt have snapped at her, but I thought she was asking me out
on a date. Like OK I would go out with her anywhere she wanted, but
she refused to sex me up anymore, so what benefit do I have from this
date? Her company? Hell I can have her company with me here in the
office!
I slammed my fists in frustration on the table one more time. What
the fuck am I going to do?
*knock, knock*
Come... IN, fuck the come shit is only for Bella, you dick. You dont
want Mrs. Williams, that dirty old lady coming in your office. I
shuddered at the thought. Great, fucking nightmares tonight!
Hello, Im looking for Bella Swan? A huge tanned cop asked as he
came into my office. (NOT CAME LIKE THAT. GREAT ANOTHER
NIGHTMARE).
My blood started to boil slightly. Two reasons. First, why was a cop
looking for Bella? If she was in some kind of trouble, I sure as hell
wont help him to arrest her or some shit. I might not really like her
right now, but she is the girl I currently want, so technically she is my

girl. And people know better than to touch Edward Cullens

property.
Property? Oh, she actually will castrate you and serve your balls for dinner!
With potatoes, or carrots..
Which leads me to the second reason. Why is a manly cop looking for
my girl?
Well I may answer you as soon as I know what this is about? I
snapped.
He looked slightly confused with my attitude, but then he just
smirked. So maybe there is a brain in his little poor head. w-w-wait!
Do I really look jealous?
Im here to take her out for lunch. You know like a date! He grinned at
me.
Ok so the second reason
Now I have to kill him!
I bet Jasper will help me dump the body.
Before I could even pull my thoughts together, and tell this
motherfucker to keep his dirty hands off Bella, she flew through the
door and looked at me fiercely. She did not acknowledge the cop and
went straight to my desk.
Why didnt you tell me about the conference in New York in four
weeks? I want to go, Cullen. Make it happen! She snapped and
turned around. Apparently she now saw the cop and a wide smile was
set on her face.
SETH! OH MY GOD! She squealed, and lunched herself into his
arms.
OK KILLING HIM WITH OR WITHOUT JASPERS HELP!

I clenched my fists under the table. No way this .. this nothing is

going to be with Bella and I wont!
Well I drove your car to here and decided to take you out for lunch.
A pretty girl like you shouldnt have to eat by herself, he smiled, his
arms still wrapped around her waist MY WAIST!
So he drove her car? Does that mean theyre like close?
Bella turned around and smirked at me at the, pretty-girls-dont-eatby-themselves comment. I glared at her and she turned to the cop
again and kissed his cheek.
KILLING HIM AND KIDNAPPING HER, SINCE IM GOING TO HELL
ANYWAY
That would be great, Seth. Let me grab my purse, and Ill show you a
little restaurant near the office I love. She motioned him to the door
and turned to me again Cullen, I want to go to this conference.
Of course, Bella. Youll go. Dont worry. Its about that two week
conference in NY, the criminal justice one, right? I asked. Of course I
knew about the fucking conference. I was asked to attend, but I blew
them off this morning. I had Bella here and I couldnt keep it in my
pants for two weeks!
The same. Please Edward I really wanna go and I need my bosss
approval, she rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips MY
HIPS.
I smirked. Yes, Bella. Ill call them right away. I smiled. Oh if you only
knew what I have in mind
Thanks, she smiled. Lets go Seth. He offered her his hand and she
linked hers with his.

I grabbed my phone with a little too much force and dialed the
information. After a good 5 minutes of listening to Beethoven, I was
finally put through with the company organizing the event.
Lynn Enterprise. Im Cornelia. How can I help you?
Good day, Cornelia. Im calling from Stewart and Greens law firm in
Seattle. I would like to reserve seats for the New York conference in
four weeks? I asked happily and settled better on my chair.
Sure, just let me check. Hmm yes. Stewart and Greens law firm. Just one seat for
you? That includes first class plane tickets, a pass to all of the six meetings and a
room in New York Palace ..? she continued.
Yes, yes, yes. I know everything about this conference, Cornelia. And
about the seats Ill take two. For myself and my lovely wife. And
please make sure well be staying in the same room. One bed of
course, I smirked.
Yes, of course. And yours and your wifes names are?
Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. It breaks my heart she doesnt
want my last name. I coughed covering a laugh.
Hmm Ill make her pass Isabella Swan-Cullen and tell her its a mistake.
That would be fantastic, Cornelia. Thank you. Youre an angel. I
grinned.
Everything for our clients Mr. Cullen. I wish you and your lovely wife a nice stay
here.
Oh trust me, Cornelia. It will be so very nice. I said and hung up.
My, my Isabella. What did you got yourself into?
If we ever meet again
You Are Hot, Then Youre Cold

Bellas POV
You change your mind like a girl changes clothes
Yeah, you change your mind like a girl I would know
And you always think, always speak cryptically
I should know that you're no good for me
'Cause you're hot and you're cold
You're yes and you're no
You're in and you're out
You're up and you're down
You're wrong when it's right
You're black and it's white
We fight, we break up
We hug, we make up
Every time I hear this song all I could think about is Edward Cullen.
He is the most bi-polar person I have ever met. He literally changes
his mind in an hour. At first he is nice and good, then something snaps
in him and he becomes a real bastard. I really cant catch up with his
mood swings. Theyre really starting to give me whiplash.
I have been Edwards partner for already a week. Things were
different from what I imagined them to be.
After I pushed Edward away on Monday, I thought he was going to
get back at me and make me do scum work for the rest of our
partnership, but he didnt. It all started after our little scandal on
Monday about the conference.
I had eaten lunch with Seth that day and he is pretty nice. I took him
to that little diner a few blocks away from Stewart and Brown. We had a
good time and we talked a lot.
I found out that he is from La Push, a little Indian reservation near my
hometown, Forks. I even found out that his mother, Sue Clearwater
was even on a few dates with my father. Once again I convinced

myself how small the world actually is. I mean what are the chances?
The whole my-father-is-dating thing came out as a shock to me, but
it also made me feel extremely guilty. Not because I was eating with
the son of my possible-new-mommy, but because I havent talked to
Charlie in so long. I dont think that hell just say it to me, but at least
Id know something was going on. Charlie blushes when he hides
something and I can feel him blush even on the phone.
Seth was cool. He did the whole gentlemanly thing and paid the bill;
he offered me his hand and even walked me back to work.
And this was the first moment I saw Edward Cullen smoke.
Seth and I were just on the entrance of the building when I saw
Edward leaning on the wall next to the door with a cigarette in his
mouth. His sleeves were up to his elbows and his tie was loosened,
top button unbuttoned. I dont think I have ever seen such a sight. He
looked like he had just jumped from the cover of GQ or Mens Health.
Seth cleared his throat when he saw me ogling Edward, but didnt say
anything. He just offered me a small smile and a kiss on the cheek.
Now that didnt go unnoticed by Edward Cullen.
So can I see you again for dinner some other day? Seth had asked.
Im really not dating material, Seth. I just ended a serious relationship
and-
Ok, how about this; I want to take you out for a drink. And Ill be
taking you out for drinks every day until you are ready for dinner.
I agreed with that and Seth grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles.
After he left, I was turning to walk into the building when Edward
stopped me by grabbing my hand. I had looked at him with a raised
eyebrow, but he just smiled.

I just wanted to tell you that your trip for the conference in all
arranged. Youre leaving in four weeks, he had smiled.
And that was the first contact Edward and I had, starting
our...whatever.
He was nice for the rest of the day and I almost thought that we can
work this out
Wrong.
Tuesday he came to work in a bad mood. Really, really bad mood. I
had asked him if he was alright, but he had just ignored my question.
During the rest of the day he was muttering something that sounded
like I cant wait for that month to pass.
Well, I am sorry buddy, but you will have to put up with me for
another four weeks. Was I really such a pain in the buttock that he
was counting the days, until I leave?
I had decided not to face him for the duration of the day. I thought I
was doing a pretty good job
Wrong.
He and I had to stay after hours to get our work done for the meeting
tomorrow morning. I had just finished and I was about to leave when
I saw Edward waiting for the elevator.
I really had no intention of riding with him in such a small space, but
before I could run and hide he had turned around and saw me.
The elevator ride was weird, but the weirdest thing was about to
happen.
Edward had pressed the stop button when we were between the
fifteenth and the sixteenth floor. I had backed out in one of the
corners sure that he was going to kill me now.

You really should dress more appropriately for work, he had hissed.
What? I had questioned.
Put more clothes on for the love of God. You are working in a law
firm, not a street corner.
Edward, are you fucking nuts? I am dressed in long dress pants, flat
shoes, a polo neck shirt, and a vest covering said polo neck shirt. I
wear no make-up and my hair is in a bun, what exactly is not
appropriate in my outfit?
The fact that I have seen you naked. You can wear a garbage bag and
Ill still get a hard-on every time I see you, he had hissed, pinching the
bridge of his nose.
Look, Im sorry Edward, but-
One more time, Bella, this is all I am asking for, he had beseeched.
Im sorry, I cant. I am not that girl.
He had pressed the stop button again, and we soon reached the
parking lot. He had just walked to his car without a second glance.
After that he was all nice and understanding for a little while and
then he was back in his bad mood. At least he stopped with the
inappropriate comments and suggestions.
Today was a pretty busy day, because Thomas Gellar was going to
come to the firm and talk to me and Edward about the court meeting
with his wife.
I have been preparing for this day for a week already. I had to be
ready.
Good morning, Sunshine, said Edward and kissed me on the cheek.
This was normal for the mornings. I had created a little schedule of
my own two days ago. Edward would come to the office in a great

mood, he would act like a devoted husband to me and he would say

what a great day is it.
Then later, usually after lunch he would slowly become more and
more bitchy, until at the end of the day he would just storm out of the
office, bumping into people.
I have no idea what is with that guy.
Its such a great day, today isnt it?
I shook my head. Are you ready for Gellar?
Bring it on, he smiled.
This whole conversation took place in Edwards office. He had
requested for me to wait for him in his office in the mornings so that
we could discuss the day.
I stood up from the chair I was occupying and took the hand Edward
was offering me and we exited his office. The conference floor was
two floors above ours and we took the elevator.
Of course the gossips about both of us being together were
everywhere. We were even called into Mr. Stewarts office two days
ago because even he heard them. He asked me if Edward and I were in
a relationship and I said no. Edward argued a little, because he
insisted to Mr. Stewart that we do have a relationship, just not the
kind he thinks. That our relationship in work is strictly professional,
but outside of work were great friends.
I have no idea where he got that crap from.
I hate when that old creep comes here. How are we going to handle
this? Edward asked.
Well, I talked to him over the phone and youre right, he is a creep.
He asked me what color was my underwear, I shuddered at the
thought

Edwards eyebrows shot to the roof. Really? Well I just want him to
try something like that today, he said and clenched his teeth.
Relax tiger, Edward. Whats the worst that could happen? Hey, you
know I could marry his sorry ass and take his money. Then well go to
Hawaii and drink ourselves to death.
That lightened his mood. Ok, you know what. Once we win this case
both you and I will take a week off and well go to Hawaii, he
suggested.
Just you and me? I asked. No, no, no. I dont like where this is going.
Yeah, what you never went to vacation with your buddy? He
smirked.
What is with the buddies?
Once Edward and I reached the conference room floor, I saw Seth
waiting for me, leaning on the door. Edwards grip on my hand
tightened a little, but not enough to hurt me. He always does that
when he sees Seth. I asked him once why is he doing it, and he told me
that its subconsciously and he really doesnt like Seth.
As a lawyer Im good at reading people, Sunshine. And I dont like
this guy, he had said.
I was still meeting Seth for drinks, even though Edward disapproved.
Yesterday we kissed for the first time. He was so cheesy. He asked me
if it would be okay if he kisses me when he wants. I was really drunk
and agreed.
Why?
I dont have a fucking idea!
Would he think were something more than we are?
Possibly!

Do I care?
For Seth yes! For what he thinks no!
I was more than straight with him, when I told him I was not ready
for a relationship of any kind right now. Well, maybe I was okay with
one type of a relationship purely platonic, but I dont think that a
sweet guy like Seth is going to be okay with it.
For this sort of relationship I want someone handsome. Tall,
muscular, talking dirty, big dick, knowing when and how to touch.
Amazing smile, green eyes, copper messy hair
Okay
Moving on
God I really need to fuck him again!
Edwards POV
This past week has been awful!
Motherfucking awful.
She was so close, and still not close enough. I could smell her and even
touch her, but not in the places I want to touch her the most.
I decided not to be a dick to her, and to be in her presence as much as
I could.
But that wasnt always working the best way.
There were three more weeks left until the conference and I was
counting the days left like a kid waiting for Christmas.
I tried to act as good as I could with Bella, but I just couldnt restrain
myself sometimes.

I was able to control the beast that wanted Bella spread eagle on my
office desk, or on all fours, or on her knees with my dick in her mouth.
But I was only able to control it from time to time.
And then that faggot of a motherfucking cop comes into the picture.
I really fucking hate that guy!
He was taking Bella out almost every day this past week. I had to
slow down on some of the papers just to make Bella stay late in the
office.
Three more weeks. Three goddamn motherfucking weeks left!
And not just that. Our client Mr. Gellar has a crush for my girl as well.
The fucker is old enough to be her grandfather and having in mind
that his seed is in half the USA, I wouldnt be surprised. I really didnt
want her in the meeting today, but what Thomas Gellar wants is
what Thomas Gellar gets.
He is paying a large sum of money to the firm, and a big piece of this
money is going straight to mine and Bellas pockets, so its bearable to
meet the fucker. Bearable to a limit of course. If he starts even talking
to Bella in a way I dont like, hes going to die. Quick and simple. Im
going to punch him so hard, Im going to break his head.
I have friends in the justice department, theyll help me out
Right?
And back to the fucker Seth. He is leaning on the goddamn doorframe
waiting for my girl. I tightened my grip on Bellas hand, not wanting
to let her go. She talks to me about almost everything, but Seth. She
tried to tell me once how they danced in a club called Venus, but I
started fuming from the inside out and she gave up talking to me
about him.

Seth, what are you doing here? Bella said, letting go of my hand and
giving the fucker a hug.
What happened nextI dont know how to even describe it.
It was laughable, and at the same time I was ready to punch the shit
out of him.
He grabbed her face and kissed her. Her eyes were wide open and her
hands were on her sides, while he was trying to suck her face. She
pulled away telling him that she cant do this at work.
He looked sick for a minute, but then he was alright again. I smirked.
I bet if I kissed her like this she wouldnt mind.
Even if its here in the office.
***
It was lunch-time already and the meeting with Thomas Gellar was
still going. We were supposed to finish an hour ago, but the old man
kept demanding things. He even wanted a contract saying that hell
be able to continue fucking his wife after the divorce.
Weirdo!
He looked at Bella a few times in a way I disapproved, but he quickly
stopped once I put my arm around her shoulders.
Thats right grandpa. She is mine!
Lunch time passed a long time ago and Gellar was finally leaving.
Once he closed the door to the conference room, both Bella and I
sighed, and then I heard her stomach growl.
We should probably eat something, I suggested.
Lunch time passed. Lets order something, she said. I wasnt moving
my hand off her shoulders and she was not pulling away from me.

She ordered something from the local diner. She said that she wasnt
going to eat fast food.
We had a small talk and then the lunch arrived.
Salad good
Steak good
Fries good
Ice-cream for me good
Hey dont you have something for dessert? I asked Bella.
Oh I do. She said a pulled out a banana.
A BANANA!
My dick started twitching and then she started to open the peel of the
banana. The fruit was now bare and in her hand. I swear to God I
could come right there. She brought the fruit to her mouth and her
lips parted slightly. I let out a breath I didnt know I was holding.
She smelled the banana and said, God, I love the smell of this thing. If
I find a body lotion with this smell I would so buy it and put it
everywhere on my body.
I think I was close to exploding. My mind was telling me she was
talking about innocent bananas, my dick was screaming at me take
this fucking banana out of her hand and put me in there instead.
And thats when it happened. She opened her mouth, and the tip of
the banana was there... in her mouth; where my dick was just a week
ago.
I cant fucking stop myself.
I cant even fucking think.
God I really need to fuck her again.

Edward, you okay? She asked taking the banana out of her mouth.
Suddenly, I imagined Bella in a slutty cheerleader uniform holding the
banana giving me a lap dance and singing Gwen Stefanis the shit is
bananas. B-a-n-a-n-a-s...
Edward... She said again. Apparently I was zoning out because she
was next to me shaking my arm. The banana was already gone. And
she was only holding the peel in her hand.
Yeah, Im good. I just need to go to the bathroom, I said and ran out
of the door.
I do need to go to the bathroom. Just not for what she thinks
I opened the bathroom door connected with the conference room and
locked it. I undid my belt and unbuttoned my dress pants. Lowering
down the zipper, I took my boxers off and grabbed my now painfully
hard dick. Moving my hand around the head and collecting the
leaking pre-cum, I moved my hand up and down my length. I was
imagining my dick moving between Bellas breasts, then between her
lips while I was fucking her mouth, then between her thighs... and I
came screaming her name.
Taking a deep breath and cleaning myself up, I came back to the
office. Bella was nowhere to be found, and I sat down on the chair I
was previously sitting on. I saw a yellow note on my laptop and I read
it.
I found a lotion with the same smell on ebay. I can only hope it tastes good. Hope
youre enjoying your time in there, tiger. Next time dont scream so loud. What
would people think?
Xoxo
Yours, Bella.
Well fuck

I cant wait for those three weeks to pass.

If we ever meet again
Dont Tease Me, Undress Me
Bella's POV
Hey, whats the weather like in New York? I asked, while I was
packing my stuff. I couldnt believe I was going to New York. Finally I
would go somewhere besides Seattle and Arizona. How sad. I am 26
years old and Ive seen so little of the world.
Hey handsome, I asked you something? I said turning my head from
my suit case looking around my bedroom. It was empty. Where the
hell did Edward go?
For the duration of these three weeks, Edward was a walking saint on
earth. He was nice, caring. He didnt even make one sexual comment.
I was so proud of him.
I walked out of the bedroom and saw that the bathroom door was
open, and he was not in there. Walking to the living room and the
kitchen I saw them empty too. I put my hands on my hips and shook
my head.
Well you could have at least said bye, I mumbled to myself, turning
to walk back to the bedroom, when the front door opened, revealing a
gorgeous bouquet of lilies, at least sixty lilies being held by an equally
beautiful Edward.
Happy first month, sunshine, he said, and handed me the flowers,
kissing my cheek. The gesture so sweet, but having in mind were
talking about me, my body responded with a blush.
The sweetness of his actions overtook me. I gently set the flowers on
the sofa and jumped into Edwards arms.

Wow, easy there, he chuckled, encircling my waist with his strong

arms.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, I said, backing up a
little and kissing his cheek. Thats the sweetest thing someone ever
did for me.
Oh come on, sunshine you deserve so much more than just some
flowers,
I blushed. Its not just flowers, its very thoughtful. Has it really been
a month since we met?
Yes. After, he said looking at his wrist clock, five hours, last month,
I met the most amazing girl, he smiled.
I couldnt understand myself. I misjudged Edward so much. He was
sweet, caring with a sense of humor, amazing physics, remembering
important events.
Hey how did you know lilies were my favorite flowers? I asked
putting the enormous bouquet in water.
You sleep-talk, Bella; I thought you knew that? He said and smirked.
I felt my face heat-up.
Edwards POV

One Week Ago

B. come on, lets get you home. Youre exhausted, I said when I saw her eyes
shutting down again. We were still at the office, even though it was after midnight.
Browns case was slowly taking both of our strength away.
No, youre still here, Im still here! She mumbled her eyes barely able to stay open.
Come on, Bella at least go to the couch and lay down. Ill wake you up when I am
done with this page and we can go home.

Promise?
Promise.
She nodded and stood up from her chair, walking towards the couch. Her
magnificent body, hugged perfectly by the sexy, yet professional chocolate pencil
skirt and dark brown shirt, making her eyes stand out. Her creamy long legs looked
a mile long with the beige high-heeled shoes. She was a fucking goddess.
Just one more week until the conference. I was sure that after New York, Bella and I
will be back together, if not as a couple, at least in a fuck-buddy relationship.
Weve been very close these past weeks. After the incident with the banana, I was
able to keep Eddie Jr. down while I was with Bella. Not that it was easy, mind you.
You see my little Bella was unconsciously torturing me. The wind will blow, and it
will send her scent in my direction. Her pen will fall to the floor and she will bend to
pick it up. She will trip and I will catch her, feel her body close to mine.
Trust me, it wasnt easy. It wasnt easy at all.
I was just about to finish the last paragraph and go wake Bella up, when she started
moaning
and rubbing her thighs together
moaning my name
begging me to fuck her
Whoever said that only diamonds can cut glass was wrong. My dick was so hard
right now I could swear it will cut not only glass
it will cut fucking steal.
I took a deep breath and tried to change myself in the seat a little better. Its not a
good feeling for the boys to have a painfully hard erection, and said erection to be
closed in your pants.

Oh God Edward, yes right there... she moaned. How can someone talk so clear
while sleeping was beyond me.
I stood up and made my way to her. She looked so sweet and the fact that her face
was so innocent in her sleep and yet she was asking me to fuck her hard
SO GODDAMN GOOD!
Bella, I said and shook her gently. I couldnt be near her and hearing her. I will die
if she continues.
No, I died in the minute she did what she did next.
She reached out and cupped my package. I hissed. Damn it, this girl was better
coordinated in her sleep than she was wide awake.
Bella you have to wake up, or I will just fuck you right here, I said in between
clenched teeth. I was aware that I could just step away from her, but my body
wasnt moving.
Hell my brain even refused to give the commanded to my body. It felt that good.
Goddamn it, I havent touched her in so long, she hasnt touched me in so long. I was
aching for her, for her touch only.
I was becoming a girl and I couldnt care less. Three weeks. Ive known her for three
weeks. Its been three weeks since I was with her, buried deep inside her, fuck being
buried inside someone. I found the strength to move away from her and fell to the
floor on my ass. Yeah thats the kind of shit Isabella Swan did to me.
Falling down I pushed a glass from the table to the floor and it shattered, waking
Bella up. She jumped from the couch and looked around blinking several times.
Once she got herself known of the surroundings she looked at me. What are you
doing on the floor?
Grr... Nothing I said. I was getting angry.

Were you watching me sleep, you creep? She smirked. For me she was only adding
fuel to the fire. I was sexually frustrated and she wasnt really helping me.
No, I said trying to shut the fuck up before I say something I will regret.
You so were! She giggled.
And that was it. Well I wasnt the one begging me for a fuck in my sleep now was I?
No that was you. And I wasnt the one to feel you up now, was I? Nope, still you! So
whos the creep?! I yelled in frustration.
All I wanted in that moment was to slap a hand across my mouth like a goddamn
bitch and stare at her with wide eyes. Now I have seen Bella blush, this is a common
thing for her, but I have never seen Bella blush THAT much. I think that all of her
blood rushed to her face and she might explode soon.
Hmm... how very similar are we. All of my blood was rushing to my head as well,
only not the head on my shoulders.
Oh God. Im so, so sorry! She blushed even more. How that is possible is beyond
me.
No, Im sorry Bella. Its fine really. I said
No, its not. I knew my sleep talking will get me in trouble some day. Thats how
my father found out I have smoked once. She was mumbling under her breath.
God an image of naked Bella, smoking only wearing fuck me heels. My dick
approved the image.
I mean it Bella, its fine. Dont worry. I smiled, wanting to touch her badly, but
knowing that if I do that I will take her like a cave-man right there.
So yeah, this is not the story in which I find out about Bellas flower
preferences, but oh what the fuck ever.
Thanks to shorty, my right wrist was starting to hurt really badly.
Now leave me the fuck alone. I want to see how youd deal with being

around a fucking hot sexy babe all day long, wanting her, knowing
she is dreaming of you fucking her and not being able to touch her.
until New York that is.
I dont know why I think that New York will do the magic. I really
dont. Bella and that fucking cop Seth or Sam or Sandokan I dont give
a shit were becoming closer and closer. I even think they fucked and I
do not approve that.
So yeah my life pretty much sucked this past month. Not that being
around Bella wasnt good. It was, but being in her is even better. New
York will be it for us. That of course is if Im able to reach New York
still breathing, because knowing Bella the moment she finds out Im
sitting next to her on the plane, shell toss me out of it.
So what time is your flight tomorrow? I asked. Its not like I didnt
know, mine is at the same time.
8 am. Early, early, she smiled. Im finally going to New York. I cant
believe it!
So Ill pick you up at 7? I asked
No, you dont have to she started.
Non-sense. Im escorting you to the airport and thats final. Duh, Im
going there too.
This is very sweet, Edward. Thank you, so much, she said, giving me
a small hug.
So what is with the T-shirt? I asked, quirking an eyebrow. She was
wearing a cyan T-shirt with short sleeves. On the front there was a
text that said this girl is-and below that there were two bananas.
She will not leave me alone with that banana!
You like it? I bought it yesterday, she smirked.

Oh, and you just came across it, just like that? I asked.
She laughed. No, of course not. I found a website of a store, that
makes T-shirt by a certain model.
Yeah, yeah. Laugh at the poor guy with a boner, I said, faking a pout.
I didnt give a shit if she heard me; but she could have came and
helped me.
I mean girls nowadays have a very few manners.
You shall always help someone in distress.
Bad, bad Bella. She needs to get spanked.
I will not go there, now!
I was going to ask you, whats the weather like in New York? After
all I am spending a couple of weeks there. I need to pack properly.
Its the end of July, Bella. New York is warmer than Seattle. Pack
some summer stuff. Pack some bathing suits as well, we can go to the
beach. I said.
Wait, we? Bella asked.
I wanted to slap my big mouth. I mean you. God, I am going to miss
you.
Yes, me too. I cant believe it really. You are really a nice guy, Edward.
One day youll make some woman very happy.
Wait until I make you happy just a few days from now.
I knew that I wont get little Bella on day one. She will be so pissed,
there wont be any chance for me to get into her lacy panties. On day
one, that is.

Its getting late, I should get going. Be ready at seven, I said, winked
at her and left the apartment. After all, I had to pack my own luggage
for tomorrow.
Bellas POV
I am usually not a morning person, but today I was up and ready to go
at 5:30. I barely slept and yet I wasnt even a tiny bit tired. The
adrenaline or the euphoria of finally going to New York, was making
it hard to feel sleepy.
So, I woke up early the next morning, grabbed my towel, quickly
stripped from all my clothes and took a long shower.
I washed my body and my hair, and by the time I was out of the
shower, the whole bathroom smelled of strawberries. Now when I
put that banana lotion on, I will start to smell like a fruit basket.
Well at least I dont smell like onion or some shit.
I towel-dried my hair and put it in a messy bun on the nape of my
neck. I decided against putting make-up on today. It will probably
smudge all over the place on the plane anyway.
I put on my jeans and a T-shirt that said, I love bad boys, with a
Mexican man in front and put my hands on my back pockets,
checking my appearance in the mirror.
My hand felt something firm and I took it out of the pocket. I was a
keychain, with the Seattles landscape. It was a present from Seth. He
was sure that I will stay in New York and forget all about Seattle, so
he wanted me to have a reminder.
Now, Seth is cool and everything, but the guy is starting to get
obsessed. He calls me ten times a day, just to see how am I doing. He
calls me all kinds of pet names. I was a rabbit, a kitten, a bunny, he
even called me his little cockroach.

COCKROACH!
I am terrified of cockroaches.
Anyway, I will get rid of him soon enough. Edward hates his guts, I
really barely put up with him. We have an expiration date, and well
end soon.
I checked my stuff one more time before I left for the airport. My
passport was here, the ticket was waiting for me at the airport.
Everything was great.
I checked my phone and it was 6:54 when I heard a knock on my
door. I opened it, and Edward walked in. He was wearing dark jeans
and a T-shirt.
Arent you going to work today? I asked after I hugged him hello.
Nah, I am driving you to the airport, and then I have some stuff, he
answered.
Oh... stuff. Is that a code name for banging-a-whore? I mocked.
She is not a whore, but I do hope I will be banging her a lot, he
smirked.
I laughed and grabbed my backpack and a small suitcase. Edward
lifted the two big ones.
What do you have in here anyway, it weighs a ton, he said, once we
were next to his car.
I am going there for two weeks, Edward. What do you want from
me? I asked.
Well I have only oneI mean I will grab only one if I had to go, he
said, suddenly blushing.
Well you are a guy. I have all the girly parts, you know? I asked, and
I wanted to smack my head up the second the words left my mouth.

Oh, that I do, he laughed.

So, wont you open the trunk? I asked.
No! Edward snapped, I mean I have stuff there, its full. Well put
yours on the back seat,
Are you sure you dont want to get there with my car. My trunk is
empty, I suggested.
No, no, no. I am driving there, he said and put my luggage on the
back seat. Now hop in the front, lets get you to that airport.
We had a light conversation for the rest of the drive. He told me that
he met an ex of his after he left my apartment. She was a creepy
stalker, who used to egg his house. I laughed with all my heart when
he told me that she once broke into his house and wrote Tanya and
Edward forever all over the living room walls.
At least she didnt attack him yesterday.
Once we got to the airport, we both climbed from the car and he
helped me with my luggage. Once I was done, I only had my backpack
with me.
So Ill see you in two weeks, I said, and hugged him hard. I am really
going to miss you.
Oh, sunshine, well see each other sooner than that, be sure, he said.
I knew exactly what he meant. We decided that we will have videocalls every day until I got back. How sweet was that?
Edward left me at the airport, because he had other stuff to do. I got in
the line for the tickets to get mine. Once it was my turn a lovely
blonde lady asked me for my name.
Isabella Swan, I said.
She looked up in her computer and a small smile spread on her face.

Oh, there you go. I also use my maiden name, instead of my

husbands, she said.
What? I asked totally confused. What is with that woman?
Nothing, nothing. You go through this door, your seat is 4C, business
class.
Thank you, I said and grabbed my ticket, not even bothering to look
at it. I gave it to the guy next to the door and he approved me.
I must really miss Edward because I could swear the ticket guy told
me Have a nice trip Mrs. Cullen.
Once I was seated, my euphoria was ready to escalate. I have never
been more exited in my life. I noticed that there were only ten seats in
the business class, and every one of them was occupied, except the
one next to me.
Looks like I wont be bothered by some dude for those six hours after all.
Excuse me, Mrs. Cullen, would you like something to drink?
Peanuts? A flight attendant asked me.
Im sorry, what? I asked. Okay this is getting weird.
I asked you if you would like something to dr-
No, not that. What did you call me? I asked.
Please give me a coke and something alcoholic for my wife. I feel like
she will need it, a velvety voice said from behind the flight attendant.
My eyes widened in anger and my mouth dropped down. I clenched
my fists and hissed through my teeth.
You son of a bitch. I will chop your dick off and feed you with it for
breakfast!
If we ever meet again

Lets Play A Love Game

Bella's POV
I just stood there with my mouth hanging open. I saw him in there,
next to that flight attendant.
He lied to me; he had been lying to me for weeks now. All of the
smiles, the good attitude, everything was just a big fat lie.
To say I was angry would be an understatement. Furious, livid that
would be more like it. Actually if I was being honest I was also hurt,
betrayed.
Good morning, Mr. Cullen, the air hostess said, moving aside,
letting Edward sit.
He flashed her crooked smile and she blushed. Is she really that easy?
Besides he is supposed to me married. Slut!
Edward sat down next to me and put his seatbelt on. The flight
attendant introduced herself as Heidi. Her eyes were dark blue, in
contrast with her pale skin and dark hair. Her hair was just below her
shoulders and unnaturally straight. Judging by her darker roots, her
hair was even dyed.
She excused herself, and went to some of the other passengers on the
plane. Edward turned his head in my direction, his eyes studying me. I
was still glaring at him, feeling my nails dig on the soft flesh of my
palms.
His eyes brightened with humor, his lips curving into a mocking
smile.
I lifted my hands from the seat and started slapping him everywhere I
could reach; his shoulders, his head, his legs, everywhere.
You are a dead meat you son of a bitch, I hissed, not stopping my
attack on him.

The rest of the passengers were looking in my direction, surprise

written all over their faces.
Excuse me, Mrs. Cullen? Heidi said.
Call me Mrs. Cullen again and I will punch you in the fake nose,
Edward whistled next to me. Excuse my wife. She has her period and
her usual bitchiness doubles that time of the month.
My eyes widened and I clenched my teeth.
Please call a mortician when we land. I will become a widow by the
time we do. I hissed.
Um Heidi said, looking worriedly at Edward. She was without a
doubt worrying about my mental health.
No worries slut, Im no Osama. I just hate the douche sitting next to me, you diggin
my shit?
Its fine, sweet Heidi, my wife is just anxious to go to New York,
No, I am anxious to dismember you and feed you to the dogs, really,
I spat.
Its fine Heidi, please dont worry, Edward said, winking at her.
Heidi nodded giving me a look. Oh fuck off.
Why? Just why? I hissed.
Why I came? I have every right to be there. Why I lied to you,
because its fun. Come on Bella, laugh it up. Ha-ha-ha. Its funny. Then
try Ho-Ho-Ho,
Fucking relax in there Santa, I never liked you anyway, I yelled.
Me or Santa? Edward asked confused.
Santa really, but youre close second, I hissed.

What did Santa ever do to you? Edward asked.

Nothing compared to whatever I will do to you,
What? Bella you know its usually a close family friend that dresses
like Santa,
What? I asked complete dumb folded.
Well what you are going to do to me is fuck me, or Ill fuck you, that
depends on the mood,
Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, fuckingstupidpervert, I said, hitting him in
between words.
Excuse me, Mrs. Cullen-Heidi came back. Bitch.
You called me Mrs. Cullen again, I hope youre not very fond of your
nose, I said, trying to unbuckle my seatbelt. I was going to slap a
bitch.
Edwards eyebrows shot to the roof. Bella, sit down for the love of
God, were still not high enough in the air, he said, pushing me down
on the seat.
What? When did she fucking leave the ground?
Let me go, Ill kill her and then you, I yelled.
Heidi can we please go to the bathroom, so that I can calm my wife
up? Edward asked.
Please do, Heidi said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
Edward unbuckled his seat belt and then unbuckled mine. I was not
standing on my feet, but before I could attack him, he grabbed both
my hands in his palm, restraining me.
He moved us down the aisle, giving small smiles to all the business
people in first class. They were still looking at me like I was crazy.

Dude, my medical record is clean of mental illnesses. Though now I

think I must sue my doctors for false information.
Edward opened the door of the plane bathroom and shoved me up,
before getting in himself. He locked the door and turned to look at
me.
The bathroom airplane is way too small for anybodys liking. Its very
common thing to get claustrophobic in a place like this. Its about
four feet wide and ten feet long. It has a small door leading to the
actual toilet. The place we were occupying now had two feet of
moving place, because of the counter with the sink who got most of
the place.
All of these arrangements of the bathroom were causing me and
Edward to be pressed chest to chest. If I wasnt so angry right now I
would have probably been aroused.
Oh, who am I kidding I am already drenched!
Despite the fact that Edward Cullen is a liar and a cheater, he is a fine
motherfucker. Actually he is quite beautiful; his strong jaw line, his
straight nose and those long eyelashes.
He was blinking rapidly at me and every time he did, those lashes
were hitting his cheekbones, I swear.
Can you stay quiet for a second, please, he hissed.
No and you know wh- I started, but I was cut-off by a big
turbulence.
You know what a turbulence is? The mixing of warm and cold air in
the atmosphere by wind, which causes clear-air
turbulence experienced during airplane flight, as well as
poor astronomical seeing. You know how a turbulence feels like to
most people? It feel like a plane is falling the fuck down.

Or at least to me it does.
I have a declaration to make people.
I am turbolecophoboc. I have no idea if there is a phobia like that. But
I have it.
Hey I am all about new scientific discoveries. If I can help, why not?
Be good Samaritans people. Be good Samaritans.
So what did that little turbulence did to me? Yeah
I screamed my lungs out and I jumped into Edwards arms, burring
my head in the crook of his neck. I clenched his torso so hard, I was
sure I could break his ribs.
Edward looked taken aback for a moment, but he quickly composed
himself. But he had other thing in mind.
He placed his hands on the back of my thighs and lifted me off the
ground. I naturally wrapped my legs on the small of his back. And
that when I felt Edward Junior. Hard and long and thick and
My thoughts were cut off by Edward slamming me into the toilet
door. I turned to face him and to tell him to not even thing about it,
but the second our eyes met I was lost.
We smashed our lips together, his tongue licking my bottom lip,
asking for entrance. I didnt even register until after that I was the one
initiating the kiss.
I moved my hands on his torso and back, still not breaking the kiss,
until I found the hem of his T-shirt.
We broke the kiss only for a second, until I discarded the shirt
somewhere behind us. I was now touching Edwards bare hairless
chest. His muscles clenched underneath my touch and I traced my

fingers over his abs. My eyes landed on the amazing V his hips
formed. He had some hair underneath his navel, leading south
And I knew exactly what it was leading to.
Just like I knew exactly what was about to follow.
A hot mind-blowing sex, leading to a massive, life-changing orgasm.
Edward growled and moved me from the wall. He placed me to sit on
the counter of the sink and ripped my T-shirt off me. He tossed it
aside somewhere, not that I cared where it landed.
He made quick work on my bra. He too joined the discarded clothes
on the floor. I knew it before, but this confirmed it. There wont be
anything sensual here. This will be wild, animalistic, hard fucking.
Just like Ive come to realize I liked.
Edward cupped my breasts and let out a hot moan.
Fuck me baby, your tits are fucking perfect. Look how they fit in my
hands, made for me. Fucking made for me, he rambled, before he
lowered his head, taking one of the nipples into his hot wet mouth.
It was my turn to moan. I tossed my head backwards and grabbed a
handful of his hair and pulled. I pulled so hard I thought I was going
to rip it from his skull.
This only caused him to bite down on my nipple. I hissed. Not in pain,
god no; in pure pleasure.
Too much clothes on, cant, I started, but realized I shouldnt talk.
Whats the point? I had another usage of my mouth though.
I pushed Edward away and jumped from the counter, kneeling down
before him. I made quick work on the belt and his jeans button. I
lowered down the zipper and pushed the jeans down.

Imagine my surprise when I found out that the fucker was

commando. Not that I minded right now, but it made me thought.
The fucker was anticipating this.
I raised a disapproving eyebrow and I was just about to regain my
composure and tell him to fuck off and that this was not happening,
but yeah
He sort of, kind of stoked my cheek and I was done for.
Im so easy
I grabbed him by the base and he hissed in the contact. I stroked him
a few times. He wasnt fully erect by then, but he sure as hell was
now. His Junior, all long, think and looking amazingly eatable.
I wasted no time before I brought him to my mouth. I didnt bother
with the whole teasing shit. Straight to business. Thats how lawyer
do it.
I did my best to relax by throat and once I was sure I wasnt going to
gag, I pushed him almost all the way inside. After all he was pretty
huge.
I stayed there, not moving until I really needed to take a breath. I
sucked on his head and cupped his balls with my hand. He moaned
and gently pushed me away.
Get up, oh fucking now, he growled and lifted me from the ground.
He settled me again on the counter and took his shoes and pants off.
He was not only wearing his socks.
Guh
He unbuttoned my jeans button and grabbed both trouser legs,
effectively removing the jeans from my body.
I was just about to feel self-conscious about my boring white cotton
panties, when he grabbed them and took the offending material off me

with lightening speed. I dont even thing he registered what he was

removing.
Im going to fuck you so hard, dear Bella, youll see fucking stars, he
whispered, harshly in my ear.
He lined himself in my entrance and almost entered be when I
remembered something.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, stop, I said an pushed him off me.
What The Fuck, he groaned. He thought I was rejecting him?
Nope buddy, I know this is a motherfucking mistake, but I am way
too horny to push you off now.
Condom, I panted.
Fuck, I dont have one, Edward growled.
Are you clean? I asked. I knew I probably should have asked him
long ago, but we used condom and he never really finished in my
mouth, so.
Totally, you on the pill, he asked, positioning himself between my
legs again. He was stroking my thighs and I let a small moan out.
Yeah, I whispered and then he impaled me.
Rough, hard and all the way. All the motherfucking way.
I screamed out load, fucking porn-star moan. I am not usually overly
vocal, but this was way too much. I have been deprived for so long. I
am on dry land for over a month. Even with Riley the-boring-sex-God
at least I was fucked regularly.
Edward moved back, almost all the way before he pushed inside
again. Hard and agonizingly slow.

Fuck me harder, I panted. I grabbed him by the hair and without

any shame, pushed his head in the valley between my breasts.
He roared of sort, I couldnt put my finger on the sound he made. And
then he did what I asked him to.
He fucked me hard.
In-out, up-down,up-down side to side and all around..left-right,leftright. I fucking wanted him to do it all night.
He thrust in me over and over and over again. I felt the orgasm
building and I knew I would explode violently. I knew I will see
the stars Edward promised I would.
I felt it coming, closer and closer and closer. And then it happened.
My walls constricted his cock and I tossed my head backwards.
My toes curled, by back arched and I moaned his name over and
over again.
I felt his pace quickens and he fall from the edge soon after. I felt him,
inside of me. I fucked Edward, but he never came inside of me.
God, that just felt too good, way too good to be legal.
He didnt withdraw immediately. He rested his sweaty forehead on
my shoulder and placed a small kiss on my neck.
Fuck, he panted and they he pushed away from me. I wanted to cry
for the loss of him.
Oh, this is so not good, I said and put my head in my hands. I did it. I
just fucked my boss. I am one of those girls now. I broke all
ethics I had.
It was pretty good, he smirked. So tell me sweet Isabella what did I
asked from you four weeks ago?

What do you mean? I asked. How on Earth can I remember what he

asked me four weeks ago? I dont remember what I ate for
breakfast.
He grabbed his T-shirt and his jeans and put them on quickly. He
came and stood right in between my lags again, his hands
resting on my thighs.
I remember asking you for one more night, to fuck you just once, he
said. You remember what you said?
My breathing quickened. Motherfucker.
You said this will never happen. I thought I would need some more
time to fuck you and yet look, he said, looking at his watch.
Were on the air for already an hour and I fucked you. I am
either really good, or youre an easy slut,
I gasped. How dare he?
I lifted my hand, ready to slap the daylight out of him, but he grabbed
my hand before I can do any damage.
So tell me, sweet nave Bella, you still think I wont fuck you anytime
I want? he asked, touching my nose. He winked and unlocked
the bathroom door, leaving me inside. Leaving me to feel used,
betrayed, stupid and most of all like a whore he fucks
occasionally.
I jumped from the counter and put back on my clothes. I turned
around, looking at the sink and splashed some cold water on my
face. My eyes were stinging with tears, wanting their way out.
I opened the bathroom door and walked back to my seat.
I didnt even bother to look at myself in the mirror. I just couldnt face
the girl standing there.

If we ever meet again

Sensations In Private Locations
Edward's POV
This was officially the longest flight in the history of flights. If I didnt
knew for sure she wasnt, Id bet Bella had her period.
I mean how many times you can change your mind for six hours?
She passed from anger to hot sex, to depression. Then she started all
of the formality bullshit and only a minute later she had my knees
shaking from fear.
Now I am no pussy, but Emmett and Jacob?
I have seen those motherfuckers.
After I composed myself from the fear little Bella made me feel, I went
back to the seat, where Bella was glaring at me again.
I really should get her to the doctor. So many mood-swings cant be
good.
When we finally landed, Bella went back to being bright and shiny. I
helped her with the bags, you know like a gentleman. That does count
as wooing, no?
Waiting for our bags took an hour! My one suitcase was one of the
first to come, but Bellas fucking wardrobe took a little bit more time.
I mean how many times can a person change outfits for two weeks?
Fourteen days?
I make a small calculation in my mind. Fourteen days, three outfits a
day
Forty-two outfits.

With various little accessories.

And were staying in one room.
I suddenly wanted to cry and go back to Seattle.
When we finally retrieved every single piece of clothing, that without
doubt can dress half the population of Somalia, we were ready to go to
the New York Palace.
Of course we had a limo waiting for us. Being an associate in a Firm as
Stewart & Brown has its privileges.
Bella was silent for the duration of the trip to the hotel. Though I
could see she wasnt silent because she was angry, she was silent
because she was trying to take-in everything in New York we passed
by.
I remembered her telling me she was never in New York. Hell she was
never anywhere else but Seattle and Arizona.
She fucking deserved more and I made a mental note to myself to take
her to see as many of New York as possible.
When we were checking into the New York Palace, Bella was
bouncing slightly. She just wanted to get this over with and start
exploring the city.
She was just like a kid on Christmas and she was adorable.
Yes, Edward Cullen used the word adorable for a woman.
Im growing!
When Bella went to the receptionist she messed the names up, using
Isabella Swan, instead of Cullen. When the receptionist told Bella she
had no reservation, Bellas face suddenly saddened.
Now even if there was some sort of mistake, does Bella really think I
wont pay every dime if she wants to stay in this hotel?

Women! Can live with them, cant live without them.

When I told the dumbest receptionist ever born that the reservation
is under Cullen she finally got what I was telling her.
Good to know she still had some brain cells left. I thought she
bleached them with her hair.
Mommy, please born me stupid, Ill do the bleaching by myself!
There you go, Mrs. Cullen, the receptionist said, giving Bella the key
to our room.
Bella just smiled politely at her and grabbed my hand, dragging me
towards the elevators.
I will never get used to the whole Mrs. Cullen thing. It doesnt suit
me at all! she complained.
Was she crazy?
I actually like it. Bella Cullen, I said.
Are you asking me to marry you, she said, smirking.
Oh my God, Bella you cant! a male voice gasped from behind us.
Bella and I turned around and Bellas mouth dropped open.
Riley?
Who the fuck is Riley?
Who the fuck is Riley? I asked.
Bella, please, please! Dont marry him. I am so sorry, baby I swear to
the Lord above I wont ever cheat on you again! he beseeched.
Riley, I caught you fucking a woman in my apartment, on my couch.
Did you have any idea how fucked-up my day had been? I lost the
promotion I busted my ass to have, I wanted to cry for the loss of it,

and yet what did I find when I step in my apartment! Besides what
the hell are you doing here? Bella asked.
Okay so from what I gathered, the day she lost her promotion to me
the fucker cheated on her.
I didnt know if I should hug him for letting her go or punching him in
the face for hurting her.
Either way he was a dumbass.
I begged Rosalie to tell me your number, because you changed yours,
but she told me that you have already moved on to some guy, with
gay-hair! Is this him, Bella? he said, pointing to me.
Now I never thought I would do that, but I did.
And it was not my brightest moment.
I didnt have a mirror near me, but I was sure I looked like a teenaged
seeing a positive pregnancy test.
I gasped, all womanly and put a hand on my chest.
Did he really just insult my hair? I have more hair-products than
chicks have.
Fuck I land Alice my hair-gel.
How can he insult the hair!
In my shock of this guys wrath pointed at my sexy hair, I didnt see
Bella stepping closer to him.
Do not insult that hair, she hissed.
Thats right girlfriend, make him pay.
I really need to check if my balls are still attached to my body when
we get to our room!

Bella please, I want you back. Vicky and I-

I dont want to hear about your whore, Riley. I have my own life now.
I am happy. My job is going great, I have a great business partner and I
am actually happy with my life. Bella explained.
Bullshit Bella, who are you trying to lie? I know you, remember?
Weve dated for years, Bella. Years! I know all about you. I know all
about the manuscripts on your laptop, I know all about the
unpublished authors websites you publish. I know how many
publishing companies want your stories Bella. I know you. You never
wanted to be a lawyer. This is all Charlie! I know you are a romantic
Bella. I know everything about you. I know you want me back! he
said.
Fuck! I never knew that stuff. Bella hated her job? Since when was
that? She always looked so passionate about it. Manuscripts, stories,
publishing? So Bella wanted to be an author? She told me once that
her father, Charlie, was very persistent about her going to law school,
but I never knew all that shit.
Fuck my life, I had to read something she wrote!
Another mental note, steal her laptop and read all of her stuff.
You are right about everything, but one, Riley. Bella said.
Really and what is that? he questioned.
I dont want you back! she said, turning her back on him and
walking towards the elevators.
That Riley guy, tried to walk after her, but I quickly stopped him.
No harassing Mrs. Cullen, dude. So not cool.
If you have even a little bit of self-preservation instinct, youd back
the fuck off and leave Bella alone. I said, firmly.

The guy wanted to say something, fuck I could feel it. But he didnt
said anything. He just stared at Bella for a few moments and then left.
I walked to her and saw her face into a sad expression.
The fucker ruined it all.
We went to the suite we were booked in. The room was huge! It was
almost the size of my Chicago apartment.
The walls were in hazel, as well as the curtains and the bedding. The
floor was from dark wood. The king-zed bed was situated right in the
middle of the room, leaning at the wall. Two drawers were standing
on each side of the bed, both having desk-lamps on it.
The wall opposite of the bed had a plasma TV on. One of the corners
had a book shelf and the other had the dresser. The door to the
adjoined bathroom was right next to the dresser. The whole room was
covered in rose bouquets.
Fuckers! Bella hates roses. She thinks no flower must have thorns on.
What kind of flower hurts you?
Yeah at first I was like, huh? You crazy? But then I thought about it.
Little Bella had a damn smart philosophy.
She placed all the bags she had in herself on the floor and ran to the
bed, jumping on it.
She felt out the hottest moan that made my cock twitch.
This bed is made in Heaven! I feel like Im sleeping on a cloud!
Have you ever slept on a cloud? I asked, making my way to the bed
and lying next to her.
No, but I bet the feeling is the same! she said, yawning.

Do you want to rest for a little bit? Its about 5 pm, we can have a
little sleep and then unpack and go to dinner. I suggested.
Bella just nodded and closed her eyes. She turned around on her side,
facing away from me and was fast asleep in a second.
I tried not to touch her, I really did, but then she was just so close.
So Im a cuddler, chicks dig that shit!
Got a problem?
I didnt think so either.
I turned to the side and sneaked a hand around her waist, pulling her
closer to me. I inhaled the sweet scent of her shampoo and closed my
eyes. I was quickly drifting off, but I still felt the way Bella moved
even closer to me.
She may have not know it yet consciously, but she wanted me.
And I was making it my task to let her have me.
xXxXx
Have a little rest my ass. Both me and Bella woke up the next morning
around nine.
We have slept through the dinner and the whole night. Thats more
than twelve hours.
Maybe they drugged us on the fucking plane, cause I dont remember
sleeping so much even after that New Years Eve at Jaspers.
And man I thought I was going to die from all the alcohol I drank that
night.
When Bellas alarm went on I groaned, but she shot up from the bed
immediately.

Apparently she forgot about the little time-difference from Seattle and
she had to take her pill.
Good girl! I hate the condoms anyway.
I have no idea why I am so sure I was going to get laid again. After my
last sweet words I knew it would be damn hard to get into Bellas
sweet panties again, but now I knew how to make the perfect date.
I knew exactly how to woo her.
I would read about her perfect date.
God please let her write romance. If she is into Star Wars kind of
thing Im screwed.
I dont think Yoda is very romantic.
Though if this is what turns her on
I had to snatch that laptop from her. I had to read about her perfect
date.
She excused herself and went to the bathroom, trying to prepare for
the day. I heard the shower running and I immediately imagined her
naked and wet under the water.
Another mental note, make sure you have shower with her at least
once.
I saw her laptop resting undisturbed on the top of her handbag and I
took my chance.
Chicks have hour long showers, lets just hope she wont catch me
snooping at her stuff.
I quickly turned her laptop on, thanking the Lord above she didnt
have a password. I dont think that I would have the time to guess it.
Once the laptop was fully ready I got my challenge.

For someone as tidy as Bella, her desktop was a complete mess.

Nothing was in order. Music was standing next to client files, game
icons what Bella is playing Counter Strike and Grand Theft Auto? I
always thought shed be more like a Sims kind of girl.
Always surprises me, always in a good way!
Damn that woman is awesome.
I decided that if I looked through every single folder on her desktop it
would take all day, so I settled on a Search.
I had no idea what to write so I decided on something simple. I wrote
Bella.
Big mistake!
She may be all guys games but she was a chick. Every folder was
named Bellas Pictures , Bella and Friends , Bellas Music , Bellas
Movies, Bellas Writings
Bin-fucking-go!
I opened the folder and hundreds of Word Documents flew to the
screen. So many of them.
I opened one of them that was titled The Man With The Green Eyes
and whataya know.
His name is Edward.
Reading a little bit further I saw that it was a story from hers
prospective of our first encounter.
Detailed!
It took everything I had in me not to go to that bathroom and take her
like a caveman, fucking her on the wall.
"My place or yours?" he asked in between little kisses he was covering me with.

I thought about his offer. I should be insulted, right? But see the thing is that I am
not. Actually I feel flattered.
It was so good. I was so lost into sensation, felling so alive. I have never done this,
but God I was missing so much.
I put my hands on his chest for leverage and he puts his hands on my back pulling
me down to him and kissing me. His tongue tracing my lower lip and entering my
mouth, his dick deep inside me, his hands on my body. My heart is beating fast,
sweat is coming from my every gland, my pupils are dilated like I'm high on drugs.
The ecstasy I feel is over-whelming. I feel the orgasm forming and I know I am close.
"Come on baby, come for me. Come all over me" my stranger moans and I explode,
every nerve in my body feels like I was set on fire. I toss my head back and let myself
feel. And the feeling is so amazing. For this moment I forget about the lost
promotion and for Riley's infidelity. I hear my stranger moaning and repeating
'baby' over and over again as he reaches his own climax.
I kept reading and everything was just the same as it happened. I saw
that this is not a story in-progress. I saw that she wrote Complete on
it.
Im sorry Bella, but I am sending this to my laptop. I need to
thoroughly examine it!
Right before I close the Word Document I saw that the ending of the
first chapter is different.
Its not at all how it happened.
I, I mean the guy from the story, held her close, whispering sweet
words into her ear. Bella, the book character, was smiling at him,
holding his hand, intertwining their fingers together.
Like I said not at all the way it happened.
He asked her out on a date, and she said yes.

The following I read made my face split a half with the smile that
took over.
Describe me your perfect date, the book Edward asked.
Well, my perfect date will begin with book Bella began.
Oh well, thank you Bella for this. I would take you out on the perfect
date.
How is that for wooing?
If we ever meet again
Shorty, I Can Take You There
Edwards POV
Well my perfect date will begin with the perfect asking of course. And nothing
from the stupid Will you go out on a date with me?, or How about we grab a
dinner, a drink or whatever. The guy must have some goddamn imagination.
Okay, help a guy here, Bella. Edward said.
I chuckled and hid myself in the crook of his neck. Well, he can ask me out on a
date by some very cool way. He could write it in the sky with an airplane, buy me a
cupcake with it written on top. He could write me a song
You know this is not something I do, right? Im not your fluffy guy, Bella.
I know that, and I dont want you to change your personality, Im just giving ideas.
So anyway, once he decides how to ask me, and actually asks me of course, he has to
make it great. Not just romantic Great with a capital G. He has to give one
hindered and ten per cent of himself. Walk on the beach, dinner and a movie,
karaoke, a ride on the Ferris wheel-
Wow, wow, wow. How am I supposed to do that for one evening? Edward asked.

I laughed. If you really want me youll find a way. But the most important thing
I began, but blushed and looked down.
What baby? he said, putting his finger under her chin and looking into her brown
eyes.
Make me feel special. Dont let go of my hand, caress my skin all the time. Make me
feel like Im the only girl in the world.
He smiled and ran his fingers down my hair. You are the only girl in the world for
me right now. You have no idea how much I want to ask you out right now, but Im
afraid I left my plane at home. he said, chuckling.
I think the moment is perfect, dont you? I said, biting my lip.
He smiled and rolled on top of me. Beautiful girl, will you please go out on a date
with me?
Of course, gorgeous man, I said, bringing his head down for a kiss.
Edward, I forgot my towel, will you bring it to me? Bella yelled from
the bathroom.
Are you sure you dont want me to- I began, but cut my horny
fucking mouth on time. If that is Bellas perfect date, then Im going to
sweat BIG TIME.
Sure, I yelled, closing the Word Document and shutting her laptop
off. I stood up from the bed and grabbed the hotel bathrobe from the
closed and brought it to Bella. I only reached my hand inside, didnt
even peek a little. What a gentleman I am.
Now I know that I am far from perfect, but Im going to make that
perfect date like my life depended on it.
Fuck me if I dont!
xXxXx

Bellas POV
This is the most boring conference on Earth, I muttered.
Well lets make it more fun! Edward said, a devilish smirk appearing
on his face.
Oh, what do you have in mind, Mr. Cullen? I questioned.
He leaned closer to me and placed his palm on my thigh, his fingers
going up and up and up
Oh my, this will definitely be more fun!
But wrong.
Edward, I warned, ignoring the pool that has been forming between
my legs.
What, he breathed in my neck.
Conference. People around. Inappropriate. I whispered.
Fuck them, Bella. Fuck everything. he said, placing a small kiss on
my neck.
I stifled the moan threatening to escape.
He chuckled and let go of my leg.
Im going to talk to my mother after the conference. Can you go back
to the room by yourself? he asked.
Youre going to call your mother and actually have a talk with her? I
asked in disbelieve.
Yes, Bella. I am a mommas boy. Why are you so surprised? he asked.
I dont know, I guess I considered you for one of those guys who hate
their mommies I said.
Anywayyoud be okay to go back on your own? he asked.

Yeah, no worries. I said, turning my concentration back on the

conference.
Like I said, the most boring conference on Earth!
xXxXx
Once the conference ended, Edward excused himself and went to
make his phone-call. I chuckled and walked to the elevators. This guy
always surprises you.
My heels clicked on the wooden floor of the hall, while I was making
my way to the elevator. I was just about to press the button, when
someones touch stopped me. I jerked my hand away from the button
and looked at the stranger in front of me.
He was a little bit taller than me, maybe five foot ten. His hair was
sandy blonde and cut short. His blue eyes were sparkling like the
stars, the color so unique. They werent the normal grayish blue, or
the dark ocean blue, Rosalies eyes have. They were a mix of gray, blue
and dark blue, a perfect combination.
His jaw was sculptured, his nose straight. His lips were full and
begging for a kiss. He was dressed in a gray suit and a pale blue shirt,
that was complementing on his eyes perfectly.
Fuck me, he was hot.
Im sorry, he said, gesturing for me to press the button myself.
Damn, even his voice was sexy.
Thank you, I mumbled, pressing the button.
What the hell is with me? I cant form normal sentences in the
presence of a beautiful man next to me.
Good think I can talk to Edward now. Im used to his handsomeness.

The elevator rang, signaling his arrival. Like a gentleman, the pretty
man next to me gestured with his hand, letting me go in first.
Thank you, I said, smiling.
He climbed in the elevator after me. Which floor? he asked.
Thirty-seven, I said.
Great, Im thirty-nine, he said. You a lawyer?
What is it written on my forehead? I asked.
He chuckled. Youre sassy, youre a lawyer for sure. No, its not
written on your forehead, beautiful, those floors are saved for the
lawyers because of the conference, he explained.
Well now I feel stupid.
He chuckled. Dont worry
Bella. Bella Swan. I said.
Nice to meet you Bella, I am Alec Nathans. He said, taking my
offered hand and bringing it to his lips, where he places a small kiss
on my knuckles.
I blushed, of course!
I know its pretty bold move for me to make, especially on such a
beautiful woman, but I noticed your finger is bare. Would you mind
having dinner with me gorgeous lady? he asked.
Now, I write about a nice dinner invitations all the time and fuck me
if this isnt one of the nicest. I know Im usually more of a romantic,
but this is just so sweet.
My teeth start to hurt from its sweetness.
Id love to, I mumbled.

He smiled a million dollar smile and took a small card from his
pocket.
Give me a call so that we can talk about a date and time.
I nodded and placed the card in my purse. He smiled again and gave
my hand another kiss just the second, the elevator doors opened to my
floor.
Im looking forward to your call, Bellisima. He said.
I smiled and stepped out of the elevator.
I was looking at my feet, trying not to trip. I have no idea why I
decided on such high heels today. I guess I though Edward was going
to be near me for support, but he had to call Mommy.
I giggled again. I have no idea what this fact is so amusing to me.
While I was looking at my feet I saw rose petals all over the floor. I
looked forward and I saw that the entire hallway was covered in red
and white rose petals. I traced the path the roses made and to my
surprise they led to mine and Edwards room.
I hurried to the door and opened it with the card-key I had. The door
opened and I quickly entered the room and closed the door behind
me.
The path the roses made was leading to the bed, where I found and
heart shape made from the roses.
Inside was a red note with a white bow on top.
I squealed like a little girl and threw my purse on the floor before
rushing to the bed. I jumped on it and sat cross legged right next to
the note. I have never been more happy for a dress pants, instead of a
skirt.

I carefully took the note, like I was careful not to damage it in any
way. I gently removed the bow from it and opened the note.
Edward.
Beautiful girl,
I know I am not at all your prince charming and I know you
deserve so much more than I can offer you, but would you please,
oh fair lady, go out on a date with me?
I cant promise I wont act stupid, I cant promise I wont offend
you. I cant promise you the perfect date, but I can promise you
that I will do my best to make you smile.
Go out with me Bella
PS: I know you hate roses, but those dont have thorns.
~Edward.
I swear I teared up.
Fuck my imagination and fuck Alec. This is the absolute best.
Damn it I have to talk to Edward now, but first I have to say no to
Alec.
I may not have a ring on my finger, but I am pretty taken until the day
of the date arrives.
xXxXx
Edward didnt show up for the rest of the day. All I got from him was
a simple text message Yes or No. I thought it was too damn cute for
Edward and for a second I thought that someone was messing up
with me, but then I got a second message My dick is aching. Tell me
Yes or No, and I just knew it was Edward.
I texted him a simple Yes and sighed.

He wrote to me that he will pick me up in six pm today and to dress

casually. I have no idea what was going on in his head, but damn it I
had butterflies in my stomach. I felt the same way I felt right before I
sealed the deal with Riley.
If for some women their de-flowering is magical, well mine was pretty
mechanical. Riley was a virgin as well and he emptied his load the
second he broke my barrier.
Romantic?
Magical?
Perfect?
Uhh No!
I dont know why I am so nervous. I have seen Edward before, I have
slept with Edward before. I have done all these things, but yet I have
never been on a date with him.
What the hell did I get myself into?
I bet Edward would be nervous and we wont even relax. He would
probably take me to the most expensive restaurant
No, I wont think like that. He always surprises me, maybe hell
surprise me again.
I took a shower and dressed casually in a nice top and a pair of dark
jeans. I decided that the flats are the perfect ending to my casual look,
so I put on a pair of creamy flats.
I put my hair on a high pony-tail and removed and only put on a thin
layer of mascara and lip-balm.
The dude said to keep it simple, I am just thorough.
At exactly six pm there was a knock on the door. I smiled and skipped
to the door before I flew it open.

The sight in front of me made my breath hitch.

There was Edward.
With a guitar.
And a leather jacket.
And dark ripped jeans.
And a wife-beater.
Cue for my panties to get soaked.
His hair was even a bigger mess than usual and he had a cigarette
placed on top of his outer ear.
Edward is usually beautiful, but damn, now he is smokin.
Ah, Bella. Dont you look beautiful tonight? he asked, reaching for
my hand.
I smiled and took his hand. I stepped out of the suit and let go of him
just to close the door. I guess I was waiting for him to walk next to me
or whatever.
But he surprised me yet again.
As soon as I locked the door, he grabbed my hand again and
intertwined our fingers together.
I cleared my throat and asked the million dollar question. Where are
you taking me?
He smiled. We did it all wrong, Bella. We had sex without knowing
out names, now we live together for two weeks and I havent even
taken you out for a dinner yet.
You know how usually people who are dating go out and just
randomly have fun? Well this is what were going to do now. We
would go out just like a couple would. Then if you want to see my face

again, Ill take you out on another date, a first date. You know the
cheesy dinner and a movie but for now, Im taking you out to have
fun.
That-that-that I stuttered.
Edward turned to look at me, worried. What, did I messed it up
already?
I shook my head and blinked a few times, trying to stop the tears from
falling.
This is just perfect, I said, cupping his beautiful face and bringing
it close to mine, before kissing his full lips.
The kiss wasnt sweet, but it wasnt harsh either. I was like a first kiss
a girl and a boy share ever.
The perfection of the first kiss.
Edward put his hand around my waist, his other hand still holding his
guitar. He licked my bottom lip, silently asking my mouth to open.
Our tongues met, out lips were moving in a perfect synch.
Edward was the one to break the kiss first. He leaned his forehead on
mine and smiled that crooked smile that makes my knees weak.
What was that about? he asked.
Were going everything wrong all the time. Why not now? We share
the goodbye kiss in the beginning of the evening, not the end,
But, Im still getting a goodbye kiss, right?
I laughed. Depends,
He smiled and grabbed my hand again, leading me towards the
elevators.
xXxXx

Now, I am not complaining because God knows I havent eaten a

hot-dog for years, but whats with the karaoke?
Edward surprised me again when we left the Palace. We walked for a
minute or two until we reached a public parking lot.
Are you going to kill me now? I had asked.
He chuckled, and lead me forward to a car.
Not just any car.
Ford Thunderbird 1945
In midnight blue!
My favorite car in my favorite color.
How did he remember was beyond me.
We had talked about it only once when we discussed the pros and
coins of the new cars and the classic cars.
I was fully on a Ford girl, but Edward was more of a Chevrolet kind of
guy.
I cant believe he rented a Thunderbird.
We drove to a karaoke club where we simply ordered a hot-dog and a
few beers. Edward assured me that he had a capable driver for the
Thunderbird and that he can have a drink or two, because we will be
going back by cab.
I was in the middle of my hot-dog, when Edward started eating his
third. I have grown with Jacob Black, but still that kind of thing never
ceases to amaze me.
If they can stick so much in their throat without chocking, why do we
have to give them blow-jobs?
I mean God wasnt very fair when he was making us.

We give birth and gave periods and I dont even want to begin with
all of the other things we girls have to do
Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up for Edward, said some boy from
the stage.
I looked at Edward immediately, wondering what the fuck, but he
simply smirked at me and placed a small kiss on my check, before
rushing to the stage.
He sat on a small chair and placed the guitar in his lap, a microphone
located right before his mouth.
I wrote this song for no reason at all before, but now I want to devote
it to the beautiful Bella. Fellas listen closely, but baby there is a piece
for you too,
I blushed a million shades of red when every single head turned in my
direction.
Im going to kill Edward.
He started playing the guitar and wow, he is good.
You don't always have to fuck her hard
In fact sometimes that's not right to do
Sometimes you've got to make some love
And fucking give her some smoochies too
Sometimes ya got to squeeze

Sometimes you've got to say please

Sometime you've got to say hey
I'm gonna Fuck you softly
I'm gonna screw you gently
I'm gonna hump you sweetly
I'm gonna ball you discreetly
And then you say hey I bought you flowers
And then you say wait a minute sally
I think I got somethin in my teeth
Could you get it out for me
That's fucking teamwork
Whats your favorite position?

That's cool with me

Its not my favorite
But I'll do it for you
Whats your favorite dish?
I'm not gonna cook it
But ill order it from Zanzibar
And then I'm gonna love you completely
And then I'll fucking fuck you discreetly
And then I'll fucking bone you completely
But then I'm gonna fuck you hard
Hard
I was laughing so hard by the time the song ended, I was holding my
stomach with one hand and brushing my tears away with the other.
That was without a doubt the most stupidest song ever.

Edward bowed and stood on the stage while everyone was clapping
and whistling for him. He laughed and almost ran back to me.
I jumped on his neck and he circled me around. That made the crowd
yell and whistle harder.
Like it? he asked.
Love it!
So ready for the rest? he asked.
The rest

If we ever meet again

And Then We Kissed
Bella's POV
"So ready for the rest?" he asked.

The rest
Whats the rest? I asked. I was being careful, I admit. I have no idea
what his little mind thought of.
He chuckled. Of course! Did you really think I was only taking you
out on a damn karaoke? he said, sounding insulted.
Well
Come on. Next stop, Brooklyn. he said, grabbing my hand and
dragging me outside.
Brooklyn? What the hell are we going to do in Brooklyn? I asked.
Well, since in Brooklyn is the best amusement park in New York,
were going there. I always give the best of me, you know?

Okay and what are we going to do in this amusement park? I asked.

Oh, this was so cool. I have always loved the amusement parks. When
I was in high-school, I used to imaging going there. My boyfriend, or
date, whatever, would buy me a crappy hot-dog or any other
unhealthy food from there. Then well go to the shooting range and he
would win be a big, fluffy stuffed animal. Then of course we would go
to the Ferris wheel and share a kiss
Oh I am a hopeless romantic.
Youre not. It was really sweet, actually. And a lot of that was in my
mind as well. Edward said.
What? I asked. What is he a mind-reader now?
He chuckled. Oh, boy. Baby you said it out loud,
I flushed crimson. It wasnt enough that I sleep-talked, but now I
dont have a damn filter as well.
Smooth, Bella, smooth
Come on, lets get a cab to there. Edward said, stopping the yellow
car. We both sat on the back, Edward wasnt letting go of my hand. It
was so sweet. We didnt talk much in the car ride. My heart was
speeding like crazy in anticipation. I was so nervous about it.
I have never, in my entire twenty-six years of life, been on a Ferris
wheel. I know it sounds pathetic, but I really wanted to share that
experience with someone I really liked.
And damn it I really, really liked Edward.
All the reasons that stopped be before from being with him, any way,
were out of the window now. I know he is a womanizer and I know
he has an addiction for pussy. I know he is my boss and I know what
we do is dangerous. I remember the name-calling in the plane, damn it
everything is still in my memories, but I just dont care.
For one night in my life, and hopefully more I want to do what I want;
not what people tell me to.

For one night, I want to forget that I hate my job, I want to pretend I
am a famous romance novelist. Like my favorite, Sandra Brown. I
want to life my life the way I want to live it.
I can go back to reality later, now I want to live my fairytale.
And even though Edward is far from Prince Charming, he is the best
character in my story.
I didnt even notice when we reached the amusement park. I came
back from my la-la-land when Edward opened my door and gave me
his hand, helping me out of the car.
We made our way to the reception and he paid for our tickets. I was
against him paying, but he waved me off.
I have more money I could ever spend on myself for an entire life, its
no problem for me. he said.
Well I am not exactly poor myself. I can pay my own ticket, I
argued. I really had no money problems, ever!
It was true. I was loaded! My grand-grand-father had a pot of gold. As
stupid as it sounds, its the complete truth. When he died, he gave it
all to my grand-father who invested half of it in numerous companies
and becoming an investor in some of the high-ranked petrol
companies.
He tripled the amount of money my grand-grand-father left him.
When my Pop passed away, it all went to my father. By the time the
gold and the investments were evaluated to be more than forty million
dollars.
Being my father, he gave more than ten million dollars to charities and
hospitals. He even paid for the surgery of a kid form Forks.
Now, the money the Swans had was estimated on twenty-seven
million. And it was all for me, being the only heiress.

Come on. Lets get this show started, Edward said, circling my
shoulders with his hand. I instinctively placed my hand around his
waist.
While we were walking inside, an old woman with her grandchild, I
believe, smiled at us. I gave her a small smile back. We must have
really looked happy in that moment.
Lets go and grab a snack? Edward asked.
We ate less than an hour ago!
So? I am not getting us dinner. I was thinking about popcorn and
Cola, he said.
Alright fine, but I want chocolate and no Cola. I am already on five
coffees; I have the intention of actually sleeping tonight.
He stopped in front of me and looked me in the eyes, playful spark
dancing there.
Oh, sweet Bella. I have no intention of leaving you to sleep tonight,
he said, walking away from me and to the little food shop there.
I flushed crimson and looked around to see if someone heard our
converse. I shook my head from the thoughts that made their way
there and looked around the amusement park.
My eyes immediately fall on the big Ferris wheel there. It was very
high and it sparkled in all kinds of colors. I smiled, thinking about all
of the kisses that have been shared there.
I sure as hell would share a kiss with Edward too.
Ready? he asked, handing me a chocolate bar and a big cup of Cola.
He was holding an enormous packet of popcorn and another big-ass
cup of Cola.
I felt like Gulliver in the land of the Giants.

Whats our next stop, mister? I asked, taking a sip from my ice-cold
Cola. At least if was from a freezer and it was still sparkling. I hated
warm Cola.
You tell me. The Stuffed animal or the Farris wheel? Or maybe you
prefer a rollercoaster? he asked.
No rollercoaster, never! I hate that thing! Its the second thing I am
petrified from! I all, but yelled. I was really scared from rollercoaster
rides. I always feel like I am going to die in them.
The second? What are you the most afraid of, Bella? he asked.
I blushed. Not telling, I said, sternly.
Oh come on. It cant be that bad. I am terrified of cockroaches. Trust
me there is nothing manly with me when I see one. I scream like a
little girl and climb on high surfaces. Last time I almost jumped on my
mothers dining table, because of one. he confessed.
Even though that was ridiculous, I still knew that my phobia was
even more ridiculous.
Okay what? Is it the turbulences fear? he asked.
I am scared of turbulences, but theyre not my biggest fear,
Come on, Bel-
I AM PETRIFIED OF THE TELLETUBBIES ALRIGHT! I yelled.
A few curious heads turned in our direction after mu outburst. A
small kid was standing close to us, pointing at me and laughing out
loud, gasping the old lady is scared of Tinky-Winky and La-La
Edward looked like he was fighting hard with a laughter. His eyes
were tearing up and his face was red as hell. He was clenching his
mouth and his shoulders were shaking.

Go out with it, I sighed. Edward exploded in a stupid laugh. He was

leaning down, hands on his knees and laughing so hard, he was to be
heard from miles away.
YouarescaredfromtheTELETUBBIES? he asked in between
laughs.
Come on, one of them I named Poo!. Poo for the love of God. His
name is Shit!, I said, shaking my head.
That made Edward laugh harder.
Its not Poo, its Po. he laughed.
Same difference. They creep me out. Besides what is that thing they
drink? It looks like pink cum! I said.
That stopped his laugh.
Uh Bella. Childrens show! he said, look of disgust on his face.
Come on. Lets go to the Ferris wheel. I said, pulling him in the
direction of the wheel.
We walked to it and the guy responsible for it, smiled at us.
Youre lucky. The next ride just begins; otherwise youd wait for
more than twenty minutes. he said, opening one of the little cages for
us to get in.
Edward being the gentleman he is all night, let me in first and then
got in after me. He placed the popcorn in between us and circled my
shoulders with his arm. I rested my head against his shoulder and he
placed a small kiss on my head.
You know youre very strange, I said.
What do you mean strange? he asked.
You change your personality each hour! I said, laughing.
The truth is Bella, the way I am with you is who I really am.

See baby, I am a lawyer. I have been born a lawyer this is what I

wanted to do since the first day I could read a write. Its in my
personality. I argue and I win the argument. This is why I am good in
my job.
You see, with you that bastard side if me, the side that wins my cases
in court is none-existent. With you I want to be a better person and
that scares the shit out of me. Thats why I acted like an ass in the
plane. Because I really like you Bella and all of this freaks me out. I
wanted to push you away, I really did. The feeling I feel is so
unknown for me, I am not used to the unknown, but I am willing to
face the unknown with you if you let me. He said.
By the time he finished I had no idea whether to cry from his sweet
words, to jump on his lap and fuck him then and there or to just press
my lips to his and show him that I feel the very same way.
I chose the last one.
I lifted my head from his shoulder and cupped his cheek with my
hand. He was looking me in the eyes, small, real smile dancing in the
corners of his lips. He looked like a boy, so pure, so innocent.
I was willing to show him the unknown if he wanted me to.
Damn it, relationships are my shit!
My book characters always have a Happily Ever After.
I leaned up and pressed my lips to his. I tilted my head to the side
gently, trying to avoid bumping into his nose. He did nothing to
deepen the kiss, he was letting me run the show. I pressed my lips to
his even more firmly before asking for entrance with my tongue.
Every time our tongues met for a kiss, some weird tickling sensation
danced on my body.
And it always stopped on a certain place between my legs.
Before we knew it the ride was over and we were made to leave the
little cage.

Edward smiled and grabbed my hand, dragging me outside. We

almost jogged to the exit of the amusement park. I had to admit I was
a little bit disappointed. What about my stuffed animal?
I wanted a big panda, like the one Tyler got Ally in Remember Me.
Of course I dont want Edward dead in the end.
I shuddered from the thought.
Edward got us another cab and helped me in. He seated next to me on
the back seat again.
Where to young man? asked the cabbie. He was no more than forty,
maybe fifty years old. He had some gray hairs and his eyes had
wrinkles, but he looked pretty well.
Long Island Beach, he said.
What? Beach? I asked.
Yep, Edward said.
But I dont have a swim suit? I asked. Wow he was pretty sure of
himself.
Edward chuckled. I never said youd need one. Were going to look at
the stars.
Oh, this is so cheesy, I said.
Cheesy? I thought it was romantic! he said, confused. I could see his
mind working. He thought he did something wrong.
I giggled. Its a good-way cheesy, I assured him, gently squeezing his
hand.
I resumed my precious position with my head on his shoulder. He was
right about the Cola. Suddenly I felt very sleepy.

The cabbie parked near the beach and Edward paid him. He wished
us a good night and we were out of the car.
The beach was right in front of us. The night was summery and warm,
the gentle breeze of the ocean making it perfect. The wind wasnt
strong by any means, but it was enough to move my hair around a
little bit.
The second I stepped on the sand and I felt the way my foot is sinking
down I lost it. It was so perfect, so beautiful. The last time I went to a
real beach was when I was in Arizona, almost ten years ago. After I
moved to live with my father in Forks, I forgot all about sand and
beaches.
Of course I had the La Push beach, but there was even colder than
Forks, so it didnt really count.
I let go of Edwards hand and tossed my shoes somewhere. I ran like a
little kid down to the shore, but feet hitting the waves crushing in the
sand.
Edward come on. Its so good, I yelled. He was still standing where I
left him.
I saw him making his way to me and sitting on the sand near the place
I played with the water.
I thought we were going to look at the stars? he asked.
This is way more fun, I said, running away from a wave threatening
to make me wet.
This is the best date in history of dates, I yelled, running on the
shore like a little kid.
Edward laughed somewhere behind me.
Hey have you ever gone skinny dipping? he asked.
I stopped running and turned to face him.

No, but I am considering it now, I said in a seductive voice.

Edwards eyes popped open. Are you sure? he asked.
I walked gently to where he was sitting and cat on his lap. I gently
pushed him back on the sand and kissed him quickly.
I am,
Edward flipped us over so that he was on top of me and took his
leather jacket and shirt off. His bare, muscular chest were just begging
for my touch. I traced his muscles with my hand before he leaned
down and kissed me again.
I stood up awkwardly trying to help him with the removal of my shirt.
It was soon discarded as well as my bra.
Being impatient, we discarded the rest of our clothing. Once we were
in out birthday suits, Edward lifted me off the sand and carried me to
the water bridal-style.
Is it cold? I asked. I was not touching the water in any way, having
in mind we were still not in the deep.
Its not warm, but its not cold either, he said, moving us more and
more into the deep.
When he was in the water waist deep, I felt the water on my lower
back and butt. Edward was right. It was pretty cold, but not freezing.
Nothing a normal body temperature cant handle.
Edward gently placed me on the waters surface, keeping his hands
under my back for support.
Relax, he said, leaning in for a kiss.
I relaxed myself and he removed his hands from me. I stayed on the
surface, gently rocked by the small waves running to the shore.
You are so beautiful, Edward whispered in the dark.

I smiled at myself, before stepping on the sand that was below my

legs. I turned around to face him, but I couldnt see him.
Before I could even begin to panic where the hell did he went in the
ocean, I felt him circling my waist with his hands.
That sightyou bathed in the moonlight as I hold you in my hands.
Right now I want to be one of those fucked-up, rick celebrities. God
how much I want a noisy paparazzi snapping photos around. At least
I have a memory, he whispered.
Memories stay in your mind, without the flashes of cameras,
Edward, I reminded him.
Yeah, they do, he said, turning me around and capturing my lips
with his.
My hands made their way into his wet hair, his locks still as soft as
ever. His hands were stroking my back, up and down, until they
rested just below my butt.
He grabbed my hips a little more forceful and lifted me. I locked my
ankles behind his back, not breaking the kiss for a second.
Are you sure? he asked again.
I have never been surer about anything, I said.
And with that he lined himself on my entrance and entered me.
The pace was slow, gentle, loving. Edward and mines previous
encounters were always rough and hard. Sweaty fucking, having sex
just to scratch our itch.
But thisthis was different. This held promises, future
Together.
And that sounded better than anything I have ever heard.

If we ever meet again

Kiss Me, Ki ki - kiss me
Bella's POV
Waking up in Edward Cullens arms must be every little girls dream.
His strong, muscular arms surrounding your waist, holding you close
in a protective embrace. His hands, keeping you near him so tight
youd think he is awake.
Just to assure myself he is not, I lifted my head from his nice and
comfortable chest, and looked at him. His eyes were closed and he
was breathing evenly, even snorting a little bit; a small smile was
dancing on his face even in his sleep, and I smiled at that.
I am the reason for that smile.
I laid back on by, now favorite pillow, and closed by eyes, breathing in
the heavenly smell of Edward. He smelled like ocean, cigarettes, soap
and sex.
The latter made me smile.
I am responsible for that smell.
I felt Edward stir and I thought he was waking up, but he didnt. He
just flipped us in his sleep, and laid me on my side, with him circling
my waist from behind in a spooning position.
How he managed that in his sleep is totally above me.
But of course, Edward Cullen is capable of doing many things
unknown to me.
For example, he made me come six times last night, only on the beach.
After that first time in the ocean, we both decided that ocean sex is
really not at all comfortable. Edward had to hold me the entire time
and he had no surface to hold to.

I giggled a little when I remembered when his legs couldnt hold it any
longer when he came, and we both fell into the ocean, drowning just a
little bit.
If you think ocean sex is romantic, trust me, its not at all.
Its actually very dangerous.
You could die, you know.
From drowning.
With someones dick still inside your vagina.
Yes, I said vagina.
Anyway after the awkward ocean sex, we went back to the beach
where we had another two rounds, but I have to tell you now, ladies.
Beach sex is even worse than ocean sex.
At first it wasfine I guess. The weather had gotten cold, and my
heated and wet from the ocean skin really didnt take that fact well.
Edwards dick agreed with me as well, because he had some troubles
with the cold too.
But the cold wasnt the worst part.
Oh, no, no, no
You know when you go to the gynecologist that awful first part?
Yeah I am talking about the damn metal thing that dilates your
vajayjay?
The Cusco Vaginal Speculum?
Yep, I think I like that, better than sand in your pussy, because I am
telling you.

This thing is awful. I felt like someone is scrubbing me on the inside

with brillo pads.
Ghh
When Edward and I finally saw that romance is not really working
for us, we got dressed quickly and got a cab back to the hotel.
Now this is when the fun got heated.
First it was the shower sex, because I wanted to remove all of the
sand from my girly parts. That shit was un-fucking-comfortable.
But once the sand was gone
oh my!
There was the wall, the floor, the window, the balcony, the kitchen,
the toilet seat yeah even there.
And of course we ended it all on the bed. The fun part is we were so
spend, we couldnt even do it once again on the bed. Now feeling
sore all over, I think this is a good thing.
My pussy feels like it did when I lost my virginity. Well, not that
painful, but pretty sore nonetheless. Edward wasnt really gentle
and the sand was not a good factor too.
I opened my eyes, stopping all of the memories from last night,
because the pool was beginning to form in between my legs and
I dont think I could be able to even walk after one more round.
I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and jumped from the bed like
burned, effectively waking up Edward.
W-whats going on? He asked, sleepily. Oh baby, Im sorry I woke you up
like that!
Its fifteen past ten. We have to be at the conference in eleven! I
yelled, running in direction of the bathroom.

Fuck! Edward groaned from the bed. I need a shower too!

Youll wait! I yelled back from the bathroom.
I cant! He yelled back.
Do you promise not to try anything? We cant be late,
I promise damn it. Open up, you crazy lady, he said, pounding on
the bathroom door.
When did he even walk to the bathroom?
I let him in, and he was fair to his word. Neither of us did anything
sexual to the other, orwell ourselves. Edward was sweet and
nice. He showered my hair and soaped and washed my body
from neck to the toes of my feet. I did the very same, but I
skipped the part below the waist.
I knew we wouldnt get out of the shower if I did.
The entire bath took us only fifteen minutes. Edward wrapped a
towel on his waist, and I wrapped myself in one too, only bigger
and covering my entire torso. I skipped the towel on the hair,
Edward said it freaked him off and he didnt want to stand close
to a mummy.
Je-fucking-sus. What a baby!
I went to the dresser and took the outfit for today, walking back to
the bathroom to do my daily routine. I left Edward to get
dressed in the bedroom. The only thing he had to do was put on
his suit, ran his fingers through his hair a few times and perfume
himself.
I had to dry my hair, make something with it, put make-up on and get
dressed. I get the bathroom of course.
I didnt even see what I grabbed from the closet. All of my outfits are
in black dry-cleaning bags. Wearing only suits and pencil skirts
with silk tops makes you go dry-cleaning at least twice a week.

When I opened the bag, I saw that I had picked my new dress. I had
bought it with Rose before I got in New York. It was dark
brown, reaching my knees and had a feathers belt. It looked
classy and very expensive, even though I got it on a very decent
cost. The belt had a matching hairpin with the same feathers.
I blow-dried and straightened my hair, taking the hair surrounding
my face and pulling it behind my ear, clipping it with the
hairpin. I kept my make-up simple, just a hint of beige eye
shadow and some mascara. I hated the sticky lipstick, so I just
put some balm on my lips.
Satisfied with myself I exit the bathroom to find Edward ready, and
the room smelling of his perfume.
Score!
He turned around when he heard my heels on the floor and stopped
shocked.
Baby, I dont want to scare you, but there is a bird that had died on
your head, he said, calmly.
I rolled my eyes. I know Edward,
You know you have a dead bird on your head? He asked confused.
I put it there! Besides its not a bird, its only feathers.
What is with the Lady Gaga shit in your hair?
Its fashionable! I argued.
Its not. You look like you have slept in a henhouse!
It matches the dress! I yelled. I liked my feathers!
You look like the chicken on Sesame Street! He said.

Edward its five minutes to eleven. We have to get down to the

conference room. I dont have time to change. Youre stuck with
the feathers,
Edward groaned. At least take the bird from your head.
I rolled my eyes and removed the hairpin. There, happy? I scoffed.
He chuckled, offering me his hand. Much. But I would like to get that
feathers dress of you as well.
Be a good boy and I might let you, I smirked.
He gulped. Just keep the Lady Gaga in yourself under control. I
swear if I see you dressed in meat, I am flying back to Seattle,
I laughed and we left the room.
xxXxx
The conference was beyond boring. A bunch of snobs were arguing
over the smallest things. I thought conferences were supposed
to be educational?
After maybe two hours of arguing and shouting, the lights were
dimmed, and the room went black. I thought that the power
went off, but then I saw the big screen in front of me and I saw a
PowerPoint presentation.
The second the first slide was on the big screen, I felt Edwards hand
on my knee.
No, I warned in a whisper.
He chuckled. I am just touching your knee, Bella. What is your dirty
little mind thinking I am doing?
I closed my eyes and bit my lip when I felt his hand moving up and
below the hem of my dress.

Trying tooh God, I quietly moaned, when I felt his entire palm
caressing the inside of my thigh.
Come on, baby, say it, he urged, moving closer to me and taking my
earlobe into his mouth.
God is my witness, this drives me crazy with need.
I took a shuddered breath and shook my head. Not here, too many
people,
Edward kissed me just below my ear, his hand not stopping his
movements on my thigh.
Were on the back road baby, there is no one behind us and the
people in front wouldnt know, he whispered. You know you
want me to finger you,
Fuck, I groaned, tossing my head back, when I felt his fingers barely
touch my clit. I cursed myself for wearing underwear. The damn
lace was stopping his fingers from coming closer.
And fuck it I wanted them closer.
But I really didnt want them in the conference room!
Edward back off. When we are back to the room, I warned.
I felt him smirk. Baby, you know you are wearing lacy thong right?
I nodded. You are fucking soaked and I can feel it, he said in a harsh
whisper.
Before I knew how it happened he had my panties moved to the side
and two of his fingers were inside of me.
Oh, God!
My name is Edward, but if you prefer God, who am I to argue. After
all I created the little monster in you,

He moved his fingers inside of me and then he reached that spot. That
sweet special spot that made me see planets and stars and flying
birds all over.
Dear Lord of mine! I breathed.
Edward chuckled, not stopping his movements. A person would
think you are in church,
Well I am close to God right now, I moaned.
A primal growl erupted from Edwards chest and he pumped his
fingers in and out of me faster. His thumb moved and touched
my clit in circular movements. His fingers were driving me
fucking crazy and if I didnt know it, Id think that this just cant
get any better.
But I knew the things he could do with his tongue and with his dick.
My apologies to his finger-fucking skills, but they are last on my list.
I know the things his dick can do, damn it.
He licked and nibbled on my neck, not stopping his assault on my
pussy. I was close, I was almost there, mere inches before the
edge, mere inches before I fall in the sea of pure ecstasy
and then Edward took his fingers off me.
At first I didnt know what in the Lords name was going on, but then
I felt Edward opening my legs even more than before. I was
spread angled on maximum, given the fact that the seat I was
seating on was restricting my movements.
I was just going to bitch on Edward for stopping just before my
climax, when he leaned to me and whispered in my ear. How
many men have you slept with, Bella?
My eyes shot open and I looked at him with my mouth hanging open.
Who asks questions like that while finger-fucking?

What? I asked.
He smirked and plugged his fingers back inside of me, but not moving
them at all. I was so wet, I knew I was ruining the seat I was
seating on, but I didnt have it in me to care in that moment.
Answer me baby, he whispered, his lips skimming on my jaw line.
T-t-two, I mumbled.
So three with me, he asked, moving his fingers just a little bit.
N-no, two with you. Only you and Riley. Damn it Edward, if you
dont move those fingers right now I warned.
He chuckled before starting to pump his fingers harder.
And were back in the game, baby!
I was again as close as before, when Edward drew out of me again, but
this time before I could strangle him with his tie, I felt the hand
whose fingers were inside of me only seconds before, move back
to my other opening.
That opening.
Jesus F. Christ!
His other hand was under my skirt faster than a speeding bullet and
the fingers of it were now replacing the right hands activities.
Has Riley fucked you in the ass, Bella? he breathed.
Thank you God, for sending this dirty-talking angel on Earth and even
more for letting me have him!
No, I breathed. No one.
Fucking smart respond, having in mind I slept with two people.
Smooth Bella. Smooth!

Really? He asked, inserting only the fingertip of his middle finger

that was coated in my own wetness in.
And I died in that moment.
I saw rainbows and birds and lights and fireworks. I swear I even saw
Lady Gaga and the chicken from Sesame Street.
And I cried out.
Loudly.
Suddenly the entire conference room was looking at us.
Edward was awkwardly turned to his side, both of his hands under
my skirt and my head was thrown back.
It didnt take to be a genius to figure out what we were doing.
I-II hit my toe, I yelled, tossing my foot on the back of the seat
before mine.
But of course I was as dumb as a rock and didnt think about the fact
that Edward is still filling both my holes.
Aha, someone said, Well maybe you should go back to your room,
Mrs. Cullen. I am sure Mr. Cullen would love to accompany
you.
Well I guess they did figure it out.
Actress is off the list for additional career then.
Eh
Well do that, sorry that my wifes foot made such a mess. Edward
explained, removing his fingers from me and standing up,
helping me up as well. With awkward waving of sorts we were
out of the door.
Edwards POV

Motherfucking sexy woman.

Damn, damn, damn.
Smart, beautiful, sexual, fucking amazing writer, sassy and all of
that
was touched by me and that homo guy.
Someone up there really must love me.
I didnt care we were in a room full of people. Hell I never gave a fuck
where Iwell fucked. There was public transport, back seats of
cars, Ferris wheels, park benches...a conference room was
nothing at all.
I thought Bella cant get any hotter. I mean I knew she was tight, hell I
have fucked virgins and they werent that tight, but knowing
that Bella was so damn untouched and fuck, pure was making
me even fall harder for her.
And then there comes the situation with her tight sweet ass.
And thank you Lord, or Devil whoever is looking out for me!
I really didnt expect Bella to cry out so loud, but damn it, it was an
awesome thing to do.
I knew everyone knew what had happened for Bella to scream like
that. I wanted to yell and held up my fingers covered in her
juices, to scream to everyone that that woman was mine and
suck my fingers clean, but I knew that Bella would be mortified
if I did, so she made a quick escape.
Out in the hall we started laughing like crazy. This was totally theteacher-busted-me-without-homework kind of situation,
though in this case it was more like the-teacher-busted-myboyfriend-fingering-me-under-the-table.
You know that I am going to take you like a cavemen somewhere
really soon, right? I asked.

Oh yeah? She challenged. And if I say no?

I smirked. I dont think you will,
Oh you think? I asked, smirking.
Oh yes, I do, she said, devil smile spreading on her face.
I was just about to grab her and fuck her into oblivion on the nearest
wall, when I heard his goddamned voice.
Bella, he breathed, cupping her face and kissing her.
Find yourself a mortician, bitch. Youre dead!
There he was. The fucking, stupid, ugly fucker!
And it wasnt even the one who insulted my hair.
I still have not forgiven him.
He has to work for that apology and I am not going to back down
easily.
My hair was my second favorite thing.
The first you ask?
The first was now kissed by the stupid, poor cop.
Sandokan!
Bella pushed him off her and looked at him with surprised face. Seth
what are you doing here?
Sandokan, Seth same fucking difference!
I came to see you! He said, trying to kiss her again.
This time I stepped in between him and my woman.
If he was Sandokan, I was Tarzan!

Me Man.
Protecting Woman.
Punching Fucker.
Mr. Cullen, do you need Isabella right now? He asked, obviously
annoyed for being cock-blocked.
Yeah, I need you to keep your filthy hands and mouth off my fucking
girlfriend! I seethed.
He laughed. Oh, girlfriend? Thats priceless. Why Bella, you have not
said one word for your boyfriend here. Actually now to think
about it you did. But it wasnt anything good! The fucker spat.
I looked at Bella and she was blushing hard.
Bella? I asked.
I had just found out you are my boss, I-
So you fucking insulted me? What kind of game are you playing
Bella? You spilling your seeds everywhere and waiting to see
where it will grow a tree? I spat.
I-I She stuttered.
Its true, Bella, Sandokan said again. You cant have us both!
The bad-smelling dude has a point, Bella. You have to fucking choose;
me or him Bella!
Mr. Im-so-rich-its-filthy is right, Bella. Me or him?
Bella looked at us both and her breath hitched.
Me or him, Bella.
Me or him.

If we ever meet again

Goodbye And Whatever, You Know
Bella's POV
Me or him?
ME or HIM?
Did Edward fucking Cullen completely lose his mind?
I mean he is a lawyer, were pretty damn smart, so Ill blame his little
rambling on insanity not stupidity.
Me or him, Bella, Edward said, glaring at me.
On the other hand, I might blame the stupidity.
Maybe his mother dropped him on the floor as a child. Poor woman,
she must blame herself all the time.
Now, I dont know what the hell just happened, but I didnt like any
second of it.
One moment I was almost, dry-humping Edward with promises of hot
and sweaty naked exercises and in the next, Seth showed up like a
mushroom in a rainy day and plugged his tongue in my mouth.
And did I say, Eww, dude. Mouthwash or something?
Something had happened during the whole exchange, that my brain
couldnt quite get.
How did my almost dry-humping, and mouth-rape get a pissing match
between Edward and Seth?
Edward Cullen and Seth Clearwater.
I mean this is just wrong on so many levels!

Seth is hot and sweet and carrying, annoying as a fly, but still he has
something in him that makes himcool?
And then there is Edward.
Edward is beautiful, a complete douche who thinks about nothing,
but himself, who took me out on the best date of my life and brought
me more orgasms last night, than I remember having ever with Riley.
And somehow Edward is my Mr. Perfect.
I dont care what he is like, Ill take him. I dont care if he is beautiful
or ugly, I dont care if he is an ass, I dont care if he never brings me an
orgasm again.
If you didnt get it, the no orgasm part, that was a total lie, by the way.
But still, I take him.
I dont really care.
I take him.
Edward is mine.
And this is why I am so dumb folded about the idiotic question I am
being asked.
Edward or Seth.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Thats like being asked Would you like an Aston Martin or a VW
Rabbit?
You diggin me?
SethI-I, I stuttered. It really was hard. I dont want to break his
heart
What? Seth asked.

I made one step to him and cupped his cheek with my palm. Look
Seth, I really like you and youre a very nice guy, but-
Oh, he said. Youre staying with him?
I looked into his sad eyes and nodded. I could see with my peripheral
vision Edwards smirk. Fortunately he made no verbal comment.
Seth swift from one leg to another. It was obvious he was feeling more
than uncomfortable.
Wow, I really feel stupid now,
Dont! Look Seth, you are really great, and I am not just brownnosing you. One day you are going to make one girl very lucky. This
girl is just not me.
Seth nodded and opened his mouth to say something, but then closed
it again.
Yeah, I-um he stuttered.
Edward stepped in and circled my waist with his hand. Now you are
feeling like an idiot and you want to turn around and walk away, but
you want to keep the little dignity you have left, so youre wondering
what to say. Look, I am not saying that as an insult and I am not
mocking you or anything, Seth. I just know how I would feel if Bella
had just said that to me.
Seth looked at him and nodded. He then looked right into my eyes,
leaned to me and kissed my cheek, before disappearing out of sight.
And now I felt like a bitch.
Edward kissed my head and whispered in my ear. Wanna get out of
here?
I lifted my head a little and looked into his beautiful, warm, sparkling
green eyes. I smiled a little smile, before lifting my hand to touch his

cheek. A little stubble had formed there, and God be damned if he

didnt look sexy as hell like that.
I stroked his cheek, before lifting myself on my tip toes and pecking
his lips.
Lets get out of here, I whispered.
xxXxx
Edwards POV
Fuck, she screamed, tossing her head backwards. Damn, do that
again!
I thrust into her once more, harder than before. She let out the hottest
moan and closed her eyes.
Dont even think about it, baby. Those eyes stay open, I said,
increasing the pace of my thrusts.
I had her pinned to our bed, her delicious legs wrapped around my
waist. She was tracing a path on my torso with her hands; she reached
my chest and pulled at my nipples slightly. That definitely had my
attention. She knew how much I hated that.
Come on, Edward. I know you can do better than that. Fucking fuck
me harder, she challenged.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. All of those nasty little words, coming from her
sweet and innocent mouth. Thank you Jesus, for this girl!
Really Bella? I asked. My baby want it rough, she gets it rough.
I pulled off her and forcefully turned her to lay on her stomach. I knew
her body, hell, I knew her. She liked it hard. She was not into the
fluffiness.
On your hands and knees, I commanded. She quickly did what she
was asked to do. She stood on her knees and elbows, ready and in
position on the bad.

I lined back to her entrance and grabbed her hair. I pulled it so hard I
thought I was going to tear it from her skull. I pulled her hair even
harder and trusted into her all the way.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, she screamed, arching her back.
Thats right baby, want to be fucked hard? You know who gets
fucked hard dont you? I asked.
Hell yeah, sluts gets fucked like that, she answered and moaned,
pushing back to meet my trusts.
I growled. If she liked the dirty talk, I fucking loved it.
So what does that mean? Youre a slut? I asked. I increased the
speed. The room was echoing with the sound of our moans and the
smacking of our skin together.
Im only your slut, she moaned. I have no idea how I didnt come
right on place. Fuck, Edward, Im close!
Then come, baby. All over my cock. Squeeze my dick with that tight
pussy of yours.
She tossed her head backwards and I pulled her hair even harder,
making her move closer to me. I leaned towards her mouth and kissed
her with all the passion I had in me. She moaned and I felt her walls
pulsating around my cock. I fell over the edge the second she did.
Coming together? Nothing new. We were in a perfect synch.
She fell on her stomach, flat on the mattress and I pulled off her. I was
too damn exhausted to move so I just crashed down next to her.
You know, this is not what I had in mind when I suggested getting
out of the hall, I said, in between deep breaths. I just came so hard, I
feel like someone punched the air out of my lungs.

You complaining? Bella breathed, brushing the sweat from her

forehead. My eyes fell on the fact that she couldnt bring her legs
together yet. That sight made me smirk.
Of course, I am not complaining, but you know I want you to know
that its not just for the sex anymore.
I know, she said, rolling onto her back and arching her neck to give
me a kiss, before collapsing onto the pillow.
What was with the dirty talking? I asked.
God the second she moaned, I want your cock inside my pussy I
thought I had died and went to Heaven. And it didnt stop there.
For the last three hours we were back to the room, Bella didnt close
her mouth. She kept cursing and urging me to take her from more
places than I remember.
I loved all of ourintercourses, but fuck this one was the best.
Bella sighed. Edward I was introduced to sex when I was twentyfour,
WHAT!
Roll back and play that on repeat.
Twenty-four!
As in twenty-four?!
What the hell had my girl did for those twenty-four years!
Did you want to be a nun on something? I asked in disbelieve. Bella
Swan was the epitome of a hot, sexy, breath-taking, smart woman.
Everything about her was perfect from the top of her head, to the toes
of her feet.

She was short, but not my-kid-is-in-kinder-garden-and-its-tallerthan-you short. She was just tiny and small.
She couldnt weight more than a hundred pounds, and her body had
the perfect measures. Her breasts werent small, but they werent
porn-star big, or fake. They fit into my palm perfectly.
She was slim, but not skinny. She had curves in the right places, she
looked like a successful woman from head to toe. Her skin was
flawless, her hair silky, smooth and shiny. Her eyes were in the
deepest shade of brown, making you lost in them. The way she bites
her full bottom lip every five seconds
Bella Swan was fine!
And she stayed a virgin for twenty-four years!
She had been a virgin for a decade longer than me!
Twenty-four! I chocked.
Bella looked at me with raised eyebrow.
That surprises you? Bella asked.
Well, yeah! Youre smokin, was my brilliant respond. I finished Yale
on top of my class and all I could say to my woman was youre
smokin.
Smooth, Cullen. Youre a smooth motherfucker!
Edward you know I have only slept with one guy and thats Riley!
Two guys and Im better. I corrected.
Before you, Mr. Sarcasm! She said, rolling her eyes.
Okay, so what does your crazy virgin age had to do with dirty
talking? I asked.

Riley and I, always had the vanilla kind of relationship. Nothing

special. With you, I have all of those new opportunities and I want to
explore them all. The dirty talking was a step one.
Really? I asked, moving slightly to the side, so that I was barely
hovering over her.
Mhhm
So, you have a list?
Mhhm
A long list? I asked, kissing down her neck.
Longer than your cock, she smirked.
FUCK! I yelled, before moving on top of her and revisiting the
position we were only minutes before in.
xxXxx
I want to take you out to dinner, I said, stroking her head. She was
lying halfway on hop of me, her hand tossed lazily around my stomach
and our legs intertwined.
Is that the first date? She asked.
What?
You said that since were doing it all backwards, the boring dinner
for a first date will be like a third date to us you know the one that
seals the deal,
I chuckled. We sealed the deal, alright.
Not just sexually. You knowbasing the relationship, she mumbled.
I looked at the ceiling and asked. What are you saying?
What are we? She asked.

I stopped breathing for one second. Such a simple question-What are

we?. I briefly remembered yelling at Seth to keep his hands away from
my girlfriend, but that was only in the heat of the moment.
If I had to be honest to Bella and myself, the whole idea of a girlfriend
was terrifying me.
Not that much the part I must play as a boyfriend, no. Especially with
Bella, I had no problems satisfying my needs with one woman only.
Bella was more than enough in that department for me, so the
cheating is not even a thought of mine.
I have never been romantic, but given our date, I think I can be. I will
probably suck at times, but Bella would help me learn. If not, I still
have her manuscripts on my laptop, Ill charge my ideas from there.
Im such a lucky bastard. I am sure if Bella finds out that half of our
date ideas were her own, she would get into a bitch-fit.
Bella Swan my girlfriend.
This is my girlfriend, Bella.
Bella is my girlfriend.
That thought petrified me.
I didnt want to label our relationship. We were not like the others, I
dont want us to fit into a stereotype.
We are just Bella and Edward.
Bella, I-
You know what? Dinner sounds great. Let me get a shower, while
you make the reservation and then well go to grab a bite, hm..?
She kissed me more quickly than I wanted, before jogging to the
bathroom and locking herself in there.

I think I just made my first mistake in our relationship and I dont

even know what I did!
Bellas POV
Stupid.
Dumb.
Complete and utter Moron.
I have so many adjectives to insult myself with right now, I will
probably skip the sleep tonight if I had to say them all.
It was too soon, way too fucking soon.
I scared Edward off. I know it, he knows it. He had no idea, but it was
written all over his face.
I suddenly felt a little panic attack. If this is only for New York? What
if he just wanted to fuck me again like he did on the plane?
Am I just warming his bed, until we are back in Seattle?
I decided not to dwell on the negative and went to the shower to
wash the remains of our hot afternoon off me.
I washed my hair and scrubbed my body until I decided that I was
clean. Once I stopped the tap, I heard my phone ringing.
Damn it, I said, hurrying from the bathroom and almost slipping,
because of my wet feet.
With many affords I was able to reach my Blackberry.
Isabella Swan, I yelled at the receiver.
Mhmnot my brightest moment.
Miss Swan, I am Doctor Stevens from Forks Memorial Hospital, a
woman introduced herself on the phone.

Y-yeah I mumbled. Why would someone from Forks Memorial call

me
daddy!
I am sorry to let you know that your father had a serious heartattack she said, but I couldnt heat the rest as I dropped the phone
to the floor and sank to my knees next to it.

If we ever meet again

Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda
Bella's POV
"Miss Swan, I am Doctor Stevens from Forks Memorial Hospital," a woman
introduced herself on the phone.
"Y-yeah" I mumbled. Why would someone from Forks Memorial call me
daddy!
"I am sorry to let you know that your father had a serious heart-attack" she said,
but I couldn't heat the rest as I dropped the phone to the floor and sank to my knees
next to it.
Miss Swan? I heard Doctor Stevens calling for me through the
speaker, but I didnt answer.
I couldnt answer.
I felt like all of my breath rushed out of my body, leaving my throat
dry. I tried to swallow, to form a word, but not a sound emerged from
me.
I stayed on the floor, my tears slipping down my cheeks. Somewhere
my reasonable mind was screaming at me Relax. Many heart-attacks

are not that bad, some of them are not even life-threatening. Pick up
the phone and answer!
I tried, I really did try, but I stayed immobile.
I just couldnt move.
My phone beeped signaling that the call had ended.
How long did I made the doctor wait for me to pick up the phone
again?
I know I should have answered the phone. I would know what the
situation was and I could have reacted the best way possible.
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda.
I took me a while to compose myself. I really hated when I got like
that. Im a lawyer. Im supposed to be strong and intimidating, to
protect my client in court and take news like my fathers heart attack
more composedly.
I never wanted to be a lawyer, because I knew I would suck at that.
I wanted my books, I wanted to work at the library, to work in a
publishing company and become an editor. I wanted to race with fate
and publish a book
I didnt do any of it.
I shook my head from all of the regrets in my life. I should have said
no to my father when he pushed me into law-school. I could have
been an author by now, if I did. I would have been happy with my job.
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda.
With a deep breath, I collected myself and grabbed my phone from
the floor. I stood up from the ground myself and sat on the edge of the
bed.

I pressed the button to recall the number I previously spoke to. After
two rings I was answered.
Doctor Stevens, the receiver said.
Yeah-umthis is Bel- umIsabella Swan, I mumbled.
Hello, Miss Swan. Are you feeling all right to talk?
Yeah, whatwhats going on with my father? I asked.
He was at the station, when he got sudden chest pain, shortness of breath, nausea
and sweating, one of his deputies called the ambulance.
How is he now? I asked.
Doctor Stevens was silent for a while. Miss Swan, what do you know about
your fathers condition?
What condition? I asked. What the hell?
This isnt your fathers first heart attack. He had three before that, all six to ten
months apart,
My heart sped and I could swear I can hear it beating in my ears. I felt
myself grown hot suddenly and I struggled to breathe.
Oh God I whispered.
The first and the second werent that bad. Of course there isnt something as a
good heart-attack, but they werent fatal or with a big need of recovery time. The
third, however, was more serious.
Chief Swan had a severe damage to the myocardium. Cardiac muscle is a type of
involuntary striated muscle found in the walls and histologic foundation of the
heart, specifically the myocardium. Cardiac muscle is one of three major types of
muscle, the others being skeletal and smooth muscle. The cells that comprise

cardiac muscle, called myocardiocyteal muscle cells, are mononuclear, like smooth
muscle cells.
I dont understand a word you say to me, I cried.
The third heart attack made severe damage to your fathers heart. Truth be told,
he is a lucky man to survive four heart attacks in a little over two years. After the
last one, every next would be even more dangerous than normal heart-attack,
And thats the fourththe next. Oh God! What should I do?
Come here as soon as possible. Im not making any promises of your fathers wellbeing, Miss Swan. Im sorry,
Im flying there immediately. Ill see you in a few hours! I said,
hanging up the phone. Conference be damned, my father is more
important. Its not like Im leaving anything special here, just a
fucking conference.
Fuck!
Edward
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
What the hell am I supposed to do with him?
He is terrified to even call our relationship, a relationship. I dont even
want to know what his reaction would be if I ask him to come with
me to Forks to see my dying father! Christ!
One time in my life I need someone by my side and I have no one. All
my life I have taken care of other people, all my life I have put other
peoples needs before mine and now, even though I am putting my
father first again, I have no one there for me.
Im alone.
And that thought alone depressed me.

I brushed the tears from my cheeks and stood up from the bed.
Luckily I was just out of the shower, so all I had to do was get
dressed.
I opened the closet and took out the first pair of jeans I could find. I
grabbed one of Edwards T-shirt and put it on. I didnt bother with a
bra, the shirt was way too baggy on my body, it didnt even touch my
torso.
I placed my feet in sneakers and grabbed a few hairpins to hold my
hair in the nape of my neck.
I brushed more fallen tears away from my cheeks and grabbed the
suitcases from behind the door. I tossed everything I could see inside,
I didnt bother to fold the clothes, or to put my expansive suits gently
in the bags. I just tucked everything inside, barely able to close the
zipper.
Just as I grabbed the handle of the suitcase, the door flew open.
Edward was standing there, dressed in a suit, a bouquet of lilies in his
hands. His smile immediately faded when he saw the suitcase in my
arms.
Youre leaving? he asked, his words tortured.
Edwards POV
Youre leaving? I asked.
This was not happening. I knew I messed up by not telling her she is
more than just a fuck for me. Surely, that was the initial plan, but
somewhere along the way, it became more than that.
Bella was more, so much more to me now.
I dont think I ever felt something so strong towards anyone in my life.
But she was leaving now.

And the pain was strongand strange.

Why do I care so much?
Bella shook her head and put her suitcase down on the floor. She ran
her hands up and down her face before stopping, her entire face
covered by her palms.
My fathers in a hospital. Its bad, its really bad, she sobbed.
Shit, shit, shit
Now what?
A million and one idiotic comments flew in my head. I could say so
many impossibly stupid things.
What the hell was the right thing?
What do you say in a situation like that?
Im sorry, Ill drive you to the airport., That sucks, I hope hes okay!,
Oh Man, thats fucked up, and more and more
None of them is good enough.
I have absolutely no idea what do say to a woman whose father is now
in a hospital bed.
However, thats not any womanthats Bella.
My Bella.
I need five minutes to collect my shit, if we dont have five minutes,
screw it. Ill buy new clothes and stuff. I said, firmly, like my words
are not to be up for discussion.
Bella breathed and jumped into my open arms.
When did I opened my arms.
Ill help you pack, she breathed, kissing me just below my ear.

Damn it, I did it right.

xxXxx
Bella and I packed my stuff and left the Palace. As much as I liked that
place, I knew that now we had to go to Bellas Godforsaken place
her words not mine.
We got a cab to the airport, where we checked our luggage and went
to buy tickets. The queue wasnt big, so we got to the ticket stand
pretty fast.
Good evening, the woman greeted.
Good evening, two tickets first class to Seattle. We want the direct
flight! I said.
The woman looked into the computer, before looking back up and
smiling.
Youre lucky. There is a direct flight to Seattle in an hour. Ill just
need your passports,
Bella and I gave her our passports and ID and she gave us the tickets.
Have a good flight Mr. Cullen, Miss Swan, she said.
Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, Bella corrected.
Oh, Im sorry. The woman blushed.
Its okay, I said, raising an eyebrow at Bella.
Mr. and Mrs. Cullen? I questioned.
Were still in New York, besides I loved the way that sounds. Were
going back to the awful reality now, I want to stay in the fairytale for
a little longer, before my carriage goes back to being a pumpkin, she
mumbled.

I stopped us from walking and forced her to look at me, by raising her
chin gently.
What do you mean?
Bella sighed. Edward, I know that well go back to being a boss and
employee as soon as we step a foot in Seattle.
I shook my head. Only if you want us to!
Bella looked at me with furrowed eyebrows. And if I dont want to
what are we?
Damn, not again!
Calling all passengers for flight 0268 to Seattle, Washington
Lets go, Bella whispered, walking away from me.
I make one step forward, two steps back with this girl. What the fuck
is wrong with me?
xxXxx
Bella and I arrived at Forks nine hours later. The flight took us about
six hours, but the drive to the damn city took us another three.
And thats with my maniacal driving.
Bella was holding onto her seat with two hands, staring with wide
eyes as I drove down the highway, speeding like a bullet. I think she
wanted to bitch on me for my driving, but she couldnt form the
words.
As soon as we stepped foot into the hospital, Bella rushed to the
information desk. They told us her fathers room number and we both
went inside to see him.
Bella broke down as soon as she saw her father. He had an oxygen
mask on his nose and mouth, hundreds of tubes were sticking out of

him. The room was filled with the sound of his heart-beat. Im no
doctor, but even I know that one heart is not supposed to beat so fast.
Doctor Stevens had came into the room soon after we arrived. She was
a middle-aged woman with short blonde hair. She had a few gray
hairs here and there and a few wrinkles around her mouth and eyes.
Miss Swan? she asked. I thought about saying Mrs. Cullen, but
Bella was right, it was time for us to act like grown ups again.
But damn it, I loved the way that sounded.
Isabella Cullen.
Bella Cullen.
Or as she probably would prefer Isabella Swan-Cullen.
Fuck I love it all.
Bella nodded and left the room with Doctor Stevens. I stood
uncomfortable next to the door, wondering what the fuck am I
supposed to do now. If I left and waited in the waiting room, Id
probably act like an ass, but to hang around next to the door, Id look
scared and waiting to leave.
Its a lose-lose situation.
Bella thinks Im scared for a relationship as it is, without all that crap.
I looked around the room and I saw that there was a comfortably
looking char, right next to Bellas fathers bed.
I sighed and took my jacket off, handing it on the hanger next to the
door. I walked to Mr. Swans side and sat down next to him.
Uncomfortable.
Awkward.
Fucking mortification!

What the hell is wrong with me?

Am I supposed to say something to him?
Nah, thats for coma patients and he is not in a coma.
I think
Smooth, Cullen, smooth.
I decided that Im not the face he would like to see when he woke up,
so I decided to leave the room. I stood up from the chair and walked
to the door, but stopped.
Im being a pussy!
I sat back next to Bellas father and looked into his wrinkled face. I
couldnt help but wonder if he wasnt alone, if he had a woman by his
side, would he be in a better condition?
I glance at the hospital door, looking for Bella. She should have been
back by now, what was taking her so long?
Who are you? I heard a groggy voice ask.
I turned my head towards the voice and saw that Bellas father had
woken up.
With a small smile on my face I said, Hello sir, I am Edward Cullen,
Bellas boyfriend.
Hmmit wasnt so hard after all.
Bella has a boyfriend? he asked.
Yeah, its meniceto meet you, I mumbled.
He looked around the room slowly before turning his gaze back at me.
Wheres Bella?
She is talking to Dr. Stevens,

He nodded and laid his head back on the pillows.

Son, when you are about to die, you feel it, he began.
Sir, dont talk like th
Its Charlie, and Im not saying anything that isnt true. I know I
dont have much time left and I wanted to talk to my Bella before I
went away, but I guess the Gods had other thing in mind, he said,
looking at me again.
I can call Be
No, let it be. Listen son, I did wrong with Bella. I stopped her from
her dream, I made her persuade mine. She never wanted to be a lawyer
that was my dream, my goal in life. When she was born, I knew
that I dont have the time or the finances to continue studying. I made
Bella do it instead,
I dont know if you are aware, but Bella is a bookworm, he chuckled.
Ever since the day she stepped a foot in school, she was all into
books. She loved to read, she probably still does, I dont know. I
hardly ever speak to her.
I was a terrible father. I broke her future. I made her do something
she hated, and now she still remembers what I did. Thats why she
doesnt like me anymore.
SirCharlie, Bella loves you! I said. I had no idea if she does, but
what the fuck are you supposed to say in a moment like that to a
dying man?
I know she loves me, Im her father, its in her DNA to love me, but
she doesnt like me. Which is worse?
I dont know you Edward, but you seem like an all right guy. Im
sorry I wont have the time to get to know you and to give you the talk
about kicking your ass if you hurt my daughter.

I did a lot of things wrong in my life, Edward. Bella however, is the

one thing Im proud of and I would be proud no matter what she does
with her life.
I bit my tongue from asking if he would be okay if she was a porn
actress. Seriously, how does my stupid mind work?
Its probably too late now, but Edward, please, please help Bella to
follow her dreams. Make her happy! Mr. Swan breathed. His
heartbeat accelerated and he seemed like he was struggling to take a
breath.
Im going to call the nurse, I said, standing from the chair and
pressing the red button next to Mr. Swans head.
Im going Edward. Tell Bella I love her more than my life.
I panicked. Damn it, I should say something, anything. A million
thoughts ran trough my head, but only one seemed to stand out.
Only one question.
Mr. Swan, can I please ask you for Bellas hand? I asked.
He smiled and nodded.
A second later, Bella and Doctor Stevens burst into the room. Charlie
Swans monitor showed flat line.
Bella broke down into sobs in my arms and I hid the view of her father
being CPR-ed and shocked with the paddles.
The room filled with the beeping sound of the machines, doctor
Stevens yells of Clear, Charge to 360, and Again.
Thirty-seven minutes the doctors fought for Charlie Swans life.
But he died anyway.

I promised to take care of Bella for him and God be damned if I let
Charlie down.
Bella was mine now, my responsibility, my girl.
And with the permission of her father, hopefully my wife soon.
If we ever meet again
Were Caught In A Bad Romance
Edward's POV
To say Bella was broken when the doctors declared her father dead,
would be a fucking understatement, a lie.
To say Bella wasnt sad, it was like saying Michael Jackson had no
plastic surgeries.
Right?
Doctor Cameron had asked us to leave the room, so that they could
take care of Charlie and transfer him to the morgue.
Bella and I left the room, but didnt leave the hospital. I tried to make
her go out, have a walk or something, but she just stared into space.
After she cried into the room, no tear escaped her beautiful eyes. I
could see them watered, but she didnt let a tear fall.
Bella, its okay. You can cry, no one is going to judge you. Dont hide
it all in yourself. I tried to make her talk, to let it all out. I know from
experience, that closing inside you at a moment like that doesnt do
any good. On the contrary, makes it worse.
Diddid he say something? Bella asked.
Fuck.

I had no idea what to say to her. I did talk to Charlie, I was the last
person he talked to, but fuck me if I knew whether or not I should tell
her that fact.
Would she be pissed at me for not talking to her father?
Would she think that his last words were not good enough, or will
she be depressed because of them?
I really had no fucking idea.
My mom always told me that telling the truth was the best decision.
No one can get hurt from the truth, she used to say.
Newsflash, mom. Truth hurts, if it didnt, there wouldnt have been
lies!
In a moments like this, I wished I was a little bit more knowledgeable
on the whole handling-a-woman guide.
God, how I wanted Chef from South Park to just pop-up next to me
and sing me a song to how to handle my woman.
Im gonna make love to you, Woman
Nah, wrong song!
Edward? Bella asked again, raising her beautiful head to look me
into the eyes.
Yeah I mumbled. Fucknow what?
Bella was quiet for a few moments before asking, What?
I sighed and ran a hand roughly up and down my face. He said he
loved you and he was proud of you,
Only? she asked, hope filling her eyes.
Yeah, baby. He said more, Im just not going to share that part with
you.

Yeah, he said nothing else. I mumbled.

Bella kept her eyes on mine as if she was searching them for lies. Ive
heard that eyes were the windows to the soul and the soul was where
you kept all your secrets, right?
Being a lawyer, I probably should look into peoples eyes and see if
what theyre telling me is true, but I dont.
Some people have the best poker face, but their body language betrays
them. A little shudder, or just a little trembling gives them away.
Im good in my job and I know exactly how to keep myself composed.
Bella would never know if Im lying.
She sighed and they began laughing. She was clutching her stomach
and laughing so hard, I thought she was going to pee herself.
People surrounding us in the waiting room began glancing at us,
someone even scolded us, telling us that we should keep quiet.
H-h-he didnt even apologize? Bella asked in between laughs.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He did!
Ahnow what?
If I tell her he did, she would think Im making it all up to make her
feel better.
Chef, where are you?!
B-BellaIum
Its okay, Edward. My dad was an ass his whole life, why bother to
change when death is knocking on his door?

Charlie never believed in me. He used to tell me that my stories suck,

all the time. He always reminded me that nothing good will ever come
out of me if I keep writing bullshit. He made me being a lawyer. I hate
my job, Edward. I really do, but Im doing it! For him! And he doesnt
even apologize
Great job, Edward.
You really suck!
xxXxx
We have gathered here this evening in God's presence as family and
friends to remember the life of Charles Michael Swan and to
commend his soul into the gracious care of our Lord and Savior, Jesus
Christ. We come together in grief, acknowledging our human loss.
May God grant us grace, that in pain we may find comfort, in sorrow
hope, in death resurrection. We dare to celebrate the home going of
our brother, friend and loved one because Jesus has promised and we
believe his word to be true, "Because I live ye shall live also". In this
wonderful passage of scripture we find these words of assurance and
hope.
For some of us, Charlie Swan was the Chief of Police, for others he
was a friend. For Renee Swan, he was a husband and for Isabella
Swan, a father
Bella snorted next to me when the priest said the last words. Its been
three days since her father died. Bella was cold towards everything
and everyone. She dismissed everyone who tried to give their
condolences and stated more than once, that she didnt want anything
to do with the arrange of the funeral.
So I did it all.
Dont ask me how I managed. Thank God for the funeral home and the
internet for all the guidance. Id have never done it all by myself.

Bella and I had our first fight since we became more. We didnt talk
about it, although I wanted to. Fuck, I asked her father for her hand
for Gods sake, I want to be able to call her my girlfriend!
When we finally left the hospital the day Charlie died, it was far too
late to travel to Port Angeles for a hotel room, so we stayed in Bellas
childhood house.
Andyeah!
I know Bellas rich, but God damn! This was
a shithole!
Complete contrast to Bella!
Seriously bums lived better!
The Swans residence was a small two-story house, painted in
yellowish white. The entire exterior of the house cried for new paint
and on some places, there were small holes in the walls.
Holes!
Three steps lead to a old door, who without a doubt would crack if I
only kick it gently. The windows were dirty and some of them were
even cracked.
If that was on the outside, I really had no intention of seeing the
inside.
Bella had only smirked on my expression towards her house.
She had grabbed my hand and walked me to the old door, opening it
immediately, without a key.
She used a key, but for a door, hidden behind the old one. Once I
stepped a foot inside her house, my jaw hit the floor.
Appearances can be deceiving, she had said, motioning me around.

The inside of the house was amazing. The furniture was brand new
and everything glowed. It was clean and it actually looked homey.
Youd be surprised how many robbers there are in Forks. You
wouldnt like to rob a house, looking like that right?
Again, fucking smart!
Right after we settled in Bellas old bedroom we began to yell at each
other. She wanted to leave in the morning and let the good people in
Forks take care of her father. I, was obviously against that, because
after all her hatred for her father was because of me, because I hid our
conversation.
Right now, the reason I did it for seemed pretty stupid.
I had it all arranged and dragged Bella to the graveyard. She kept
glaring at everyone, who tried to even come near us.
Bella and I were standing the closest to the casket. The weather was
bad, it was foggy and the day before there was a downpour.
And its August!
I have no idea how Bella grew up in this place.
I could see she was anxious to go, she wasnt feeling comfortable here
playing the role of a beloved daughter when she didnt even like her
father.
I really expected her to cry
but no tear escaped her eyes.
The service ended and people gathered around me and Bella, giving
their condolences. Bella just shook everyones hand and forced a smile
when people asked her if she was okay.
They also congratulated her for her wedding.

To the nice people in Forks, Bella and I were married. I guess that me
arranging everything gave people that impression. I wanted to laugh
at some of them
Well I do have the permission to, I just dont know if Ill ever get the
courage to ask her!
When Bella and I finally drove back to her house, she almost ran out
of the door to my car and inside the house.
I sighed and leaned my head on the wheel trying to think of
something to do. Im so in foreign waters right now. I guess I did some
things alright, the funeral was all made and I didnt forgot something
stupid, like to buy a coffin or something. I did that alright, I guess.
But BellaI had no idea how to handle her.
I exit the car and locked it. Bella kind of freaked me out with her
robbers stories. I wanted to cover my Volvo in leaves and hide it from
everyones view.
Once I walked inside I called for Bella. She didnt answer, but I knew
that she probably wanted some time alone. I know that being alone is
what I want when I feel down, so I decided to give Bella the comfort
of loveliness for a little bit.
I was going to comfort her very soon.
Thirty minutes later, there was still no Bella. I called her name again,
before going up to check on her.
Bella? Are you sure youre okay? Youve been upstairs for a while? I
yelled from downstairs. I know that her fathers death was not
affecting her as much as I thought it would, and Im scared that she
would break down at all times.
Babe? she called from upstairs.
Yeah?

Which song did you thought about whilst I was eating that banana
again? she asked.
Gwen Stefanis Hollaback Girl. I answered.
Suddenly the entire house filled with the lyrics of the song. I turned to
look at the stairs and surely there she was, jumping down the stairs
until she was right in front of the couch I was sitting on.
With pom-poms in her hands and a slutty cheerleading outfit on.
I told you I was a cheerleader in high-school, she said and began
shaking her ass up and down, falling to the ground and stretching.
God damn it!
"I've played piano since I was five and guitar since freshman year in High-School. I
was one of the cool kids," I said.
"Me too," she said, grinning. "I was the captain of the cheerleading squad."
My mouth dropped open and I closed my eyes to savor the fantasy. Bella, dressed in
a little revealing cheerleading outfit with pom-poms in her hand, cheering for me.
Then the little outfit leaving her body, my hands touching everywhere. She then
dropped down low and does some very flexible moves-.
"Stop perving," she said, breaking my fantasy and bringing me back to reality.
"I knew you were pretty flexible, but I had no idea I was dealing with a cheerleader.
I was a captain of the basketball team and I honestly never nailed a cheerleader," I
confessed. I preferred the figure skaters. They were horny sluts.
"Actually I am not that flexible from my cheerleading days. I go to expert yoga
class," she said, shrugging her shoulders.
Was this girl trying to murder me today?
Before I knew it Bella dropped it before me, her legs were stretched
and she was moving her torso in circular motions, making her breast
bounce a little bit.

She jumped from the floor and kicked her leg higher, giving me a
perfect view of her naked pussy!
Why bother with panties when Im going to take them off anyway, right?
God, I moaned. My erection was so painful in this moment, I
thought my dick was going to burn a hole in my pants, making it was
out.
Dont worry, man. Ill have you inside of her very soon.
Bella smirked at me and cat-walked to where I was sitting, straddling
my lap and pushing my head in between the valley of her breasts.
I love cheerleading uniforms!!!
She giggled a little, when my hands cupped her ass and moved her
higher up, so that she was right on top on my dick. I needed friction
and she needed it too.
Once I began moving, she pushed me lightly back and stood up from
me.
I havent dressed into this for years. I want to see how I can handle
some of the basic dances, she said and began dancing around again.
I'm sexy, I'm cute! I'm popular to boot!
I'm bitchin', great hair! The boys all love to stare!
I'm wanted, I'm hot! I'm everything your not!
I'm pretty, I'm cool! I dominate this school!
Who am I? Just guess! Guys wanna touch my chest!
I'm rockin'! I smile! And many think I'm vile.
I'm flyin', I jump! You can look but don't you hump! Whoo!
I'm major, I roar! I swear I'm not a whore!
We cheer and we lead! We act like we're on speed!

Don't hate ate us cause we're beautiful well we don't like u either!
We're cheerleaders! We are cheerleaders! ROLL CALL!
Okay, Bella, that movie always creeped my out. How can so many
people yell Go in the same moment? I asked.
Bella laughed, a care-free laugh. My previous desire to fuck her into
oblivion was still there, but something else, another desire rose up in
me.
I wanted to hold her, I wanted to walk with her on the beach and
cuddle with her next to a fire. I wanted to hold her hand and buy
groceries with her.
I wanted to grab her by the waist and just hug her in that hot
cheerleading outfit.
And so I did.
I grabbed her and sat her down on my lap again. She hugged me by
the neck close and kissed me.
Thank you for everything! she said, looking at me sweetly in the
eyes.
Thank you for being here with me! I said, kissing her forehead.
Youre cute,
I laughed. Youre too.
Youre hot,
Youre too,
Youre sexy,
Youre sexy too,
I love you,

Come to think about it

If we ever meet again
Talk All You Want - My Skin Is Really Thick
Bellas POV
"Thank you for everything!" I said, raising my head up, just a little bit,
losing myself in the pool of jade.
"Thank you for being here with me!" he said, kissing my forehead oh,
so gently. He barely brushed his lips to my skin and yet I felt the
electricity passing through me.
We stayed like this for e few moments, none of us saying a thing. I
kept looking at his face, studying his beautiful features. He truly was
gorgeous.
"You're cute," I said, totally random.
He laughed, touching my nose gently. "You're too."
"You're hot," he continued.
"You're too,"
"You're sexy,"
"You're sexy too," I chuckled. How much more crap can he produce?
"I love you," he said, gently, unintentionally. I could see how his eyes
were looking right at mine. He hadnt planned on saying it, he just
slipped. I stared at him for a few moments, but his face didnt went
crazy with panic. He wasnt regretting saying the words to me.
It was the most amazing moment in my existence.
"Come to think about itI love you, too," I said.

Fuck!
I was in love with Edward Cullen.
And he was loving me back.
Did I just win the lottery or something?
Fast as a running bullet his lips were on mine. He was kissing me
hard, passionately, promising.
I knew what was going to happen.
The thing I wanted to happen the moment I walked down the stairs.
I was going to get fucked.
I would have sex
And it would feel so good.
My man would put his penis inside of me!!!
Ha ha hahaha!
I laugh a lot when Im excited.
Edward didnt let go of the iron grip he had on my head, our lips
impossible to separate. Agonizingly slowly, his hand travelled down
my body, barely grazing the nipple of my left breast, heading south to
Promise Land.
His hands lingered right above my pelvis, sending goose bumps of
ecstasy around my body.
Fuck, I hissed, finally removing my lips from Edwards heavenly
ones.
And I havent even started yet, he said, attacking my neck the same
moment he thrust two fingers inside of me.

Fuck me if Edward fucking Cullen didnt know how to use his fingers.
They were a gift from the God!
And I was being cherished with those fingers.
Im going to church every Sunday!
Bedroom, I mumbled in between gasps of pleasure.
Edward nodded his head and removed his delicious fingers from me. I
almost cried at the lost of contact. Edward lifted us both from the
couch and clumsily walked toward the stairs.
Walking with a hundred and ten pounds of weight and a hard-on is
not really comfortable. Give my man a break!
Somehow, while we were walking up the stairs, Edward had removed
my slutty outfit, leaving me naked as the day I was born. He threw me
on the bed, my body jumping awkwardly a few times from the
contact, before he stripped out of his own clothing and joining me.
What was hard and fast downstairs, transformed into something
slow, beautiful and magical.
Edward positioned himself in between my legs, my ankles locking in
the small of his back. He was leaning his weight on his elbows, but he
grasped by hands in his entwining our fingers together.
With a few awkward moves he was finally able to press the head of
his cock on the entrance, but he didnt enter me immediately. Instead,
he looked me into the eyes, looking at me so adoringly, like I was the
center of his universe.
He leaned his forehead with mine, kissing the bridge of my nose
chastely, before he kissed my eyelid and gently moved his lips to my
ear.
I love you, he whispered, moving his head up so that he was able to
look at me again.

I love you, too, I mumbled, kissing his full pink lips.

And with that he entered me.
Slow, gentle strokes and sweet caressing. He didnt go fast, he didnt
urge anything.
We made love in the stupid, clichd missionary, but it was all I
wanted, all I needed.
All we needed.
Yes, we knew each others needs.
I barely slept that night. Edward or I would drift off to sleep for what
seemed like seconds, but the other would wake up and begin the
sweet love torture again. Again and again, until we both couldnt even
move.
I fell asleep wrapped into his arms like a cocoon. Edward kissed my
forehead chastely, until his own sleep took him over.
xxXxx
Our magical bubble was burst, when Edwards cell rang. He groaned
and I thought he was going to send the phone into the nearest wall,
but to my frustration, he answered it.
Edward Cullen, he groaned to the receiver.
I glanced at the clock on the bedside table 11 a.m.
Too fucking early!
YeahI knowwhy? What the fuck? What about the pre-court
hearing? Are you fucking kidding me? Edward yelled.
Huh?
Were on our way! he snapped.

Whats going on? I asked, stroking his bare torso.

Edward moved his gaze to me and sudden sadness changed his
expression.
He mumbled something that sounded like Im a dick, before he lifted
me slightly from the bed, so that I was lying entirely on top of him. I
could very well feel his morning guest and I smirked slightly.
Good morning, baby girl, he whispered, kissing me chastely.
Yeah, I would go into a full on make-out session, too. I meanmorning breath and
all.
He kissed me again, but this time his tongue ran to my bottom lip,
asking me to open for him.
Well, looks like he has no problem with morning breath.
What was that about? I asked, breaking the kiss.
Edward sighed and kissed my cheek. That fucker Gellar found a new
bitch to screw over and wants to end with the divorce as soon as
possible. In his world as soon as possible means immediately, so we
have to be in court in four today.
My mouth dropped open.
What. The. Fuck?
Damn, I mumbled.
Yeah, Edward said. Come on, lets have a shower get dressed and
grab breakfast. Well discuss the case over pancakes.
xxXxx
Gellar claims that Amelia cheated on him with the gardener,
Edward said, stuffing his mouth with pancakes.

We were still in Forks, sitting in the only diner around. We had

documents laid all over the table and we were looking at them while
eating.
The shower and the dressing pat went sadly uneventful. Edward and I
had a long drive to Seattle and we had no time for funny business.
Fucking Grandpa Gellar.
You believe that? I asked.
Nah, she may be blonde, but she knows her interests. She knows that
if she fucks someone her pipe to the gold will be cut. She didnt do as
much as look at another man.
Why would he lie?
Edward chuckled. Baby, his worth was estimated three and a half
billion dollars. He doesnt want to share half of it with blondie.
But if there was an infidelity
blondie wont get a dime.
We spend the entire ride home talking about the case. I was pretty
excited. This would be the fourth time I was in a court room.
I looked at Edward the entire ride home. He looked so composed for
someone who was about to stand in front of so many people and
defend his client. This is what Im missingthe passion. Even if I
study my ass out, I still wouldnt be as good as him. He just has it in
him.
Edward drove straight to the court house. We thought that going to
the office was not a good idea, since we were only hour away from the
court meeting.

We had a room prepared for talk with our client. Gellar was already
there, a newthis time red-headwas sitting in his lap, biting his
ear.
Edward made a little gagging sound and I nodded on him.
Completely on the same goddamn page.
Ew!
I cleared my throat and Gellar looked at me from head to toe,
smirking. I could actually hear the pervy thoughts running through
his mind.
Edward straightened his shoulders and stood in front of me, glaring at
Gellar.
You ready? Edward asked, turning to look at me.
I nodded and smiled at him.
He slid one of the chairs back for me and I blushed a little.
You can come and sit in my lap if you want, babe, Gellar said, raising
his eyebrows suggestively.
Listen! Edward raised his voice. Were here to protect your money,
I do not want to hear another word of suggestion send to Miss Swans
direction. She is here as an attorney now a show girl. Moreover, Miss
Swan is my girlfriend, so if you dont understand the working point in
my statement, I have no problem whatsoever of kicking your ass
outside!
My mouth and panties dropped to the floor.
I had the sudden urge of yelling Im fucking that guy
Three pairs of eyes looked at me with wide eyes.

He-he-he.
Apparently I did yell it.
My apologies, Miss, Gellar said, smirking.
I just nodded and we continued with the meeting.
xxXxx
We made it to the court meeting just in time.
Edward was sitting in the middle of the long wood table with Gellar
on one side and me on the other. There was no way I was sitting
anywhere near that pervert.
All rise, one of the jury said and the entire court room rose to her
feet to welcome the judge.
Case 20100915353 Thomas Geller versus Amelia Rollers-Geller,
Amelia Geller is represented by Charlotte and Peter Cameron,
Thomas Geller is represented by Edward Cullen and Isabella Swan.
Who is lead attorney of the cases? the judge asked.
Peter Cameron, the tall guy answered, looking at me and Edward
and smirking.
Isabella Swan, Edward answered, looking at me with a small smile.
My eyes went wide. What the hell was he doing? He was my boss, he
was supposed to lead the case. I was supposed to help him.
Edward gently grabbed my hand and gave it a small squeeze. The
gesture was so light, that no one could have seen it, but in this
moment it gave me all the strenght I needed.
I was in charge of this case, and even though Thomas Geller was a fat
nasty asswho I wouldnt poke with a stickhe was my client and I
was winning this case.
See now daddy?

Hopefully youre fucking proud with me.

At least now
If we ever meet again
Were You Right? Was I Wrong?
Bella's POV
Since this case is lead with short procedure, the first witness, please,
come to the seat, Judge Morrison said.
To say I was beyond freaked would be a lie. I was terrified, but also
very excited. I wanted to slap Edward on the back of the head for
putting me in this position as much as I wanted to kiss him and blow
him under the table. This was an incredible possibility for my future
career and I wasnt going to chicken out and mess it up.
Judge Morrison gave Peter Cameron the right to have the first witness
questioned. No surprise there, he called Thomas Gellar.
Gellar stood up from the chair next to Edward and made his way to
the assigned seat. A police officer, holding the Bible in his palm, made
Gellar swear to tell the truth and only the truth.
I almost snorted. Of course the fucker would lie.
Peter stood up from his chair after looking through his documents for
a moment. He straightened his navy-blue suit and walked to stand in
front of Thomas.
Good evening, sir. My name as you already heard is Peter
Charlotte and Im representing your wife, Amelia Gell
Shes no longer my wife! She is the one who cheated with that little
bastard! Gellar interrupted.
Stupid, stupid fucker!

Mr. Gellar, please be aware of your surroundings. Youre in the court

of law, Judge Morrison chastised.
My apologies, Gellar mumbled, looking down.
As I was saying, Im representing Amelia Gellar. For the sake of
court, I would like to ask you a few questions concerning your
marriage.
Gellar looked toward me and Edward and we both gave him the green
light with a nod of our head.
Alright,
When did you and Amelia married. Im talking date and place,
Cameron asked.
I rose to my feet, Objection, the question has no value to court. The
date and the place of the marriage are written in the files,
Mr. Cameron, please explain the importance of the question,
Morrison asked.
For a married man, who claims to love his wife and divorces her for
infidelity on her part, he must know the date of his marriage,
Ill allow it, Mr. Gellar, answer the question.
I could see the panic in Grandpas eyes. Damn it, the idiot doesnt
even know that! How stupid can he be?
Iumit wasinumNovember?
I sighed and leaned back. I stole a quick glance in Edwards direction.
He was looking directly at Gellar with the best poker-face Ive ever
seen.
Peter smirked and asked another question. What is Amelias full
name?

Objection! Are we going to play twenty questions? Of course he

knows her full name! I rose to my feet again, but this time for
dramatic effect I also hit the table before me with my palms.
Rejected. Mr. Gellar, Morrison urged Gellar to answer. I had a very
bad feeling!
Amelia Gellar,
Full name,
She doesnt have a middle name! Thomas said.
I had to stifle the urge to slap my forehead.
How old is she? Cameron continued. I decided that objecting the
question will just get me another rejection, so I sat on my ass and saw
how my first leading case was burning down to ashes.
Twenty-three?
Whens her birthday?
January, 6?
Where does she work?
Strip club?
Cameron smirked and looked at the judge. I have no further
questions.
Miss Swan? the judge asked me.
I nodded my head and walked to stand in Peters previous place.
Mr. Gellar, why do you suspect Amelia in infidelity? I asked.
I know my underwear. One night I came home after a hard day in
work,
Translation : After I fucked a hooker in a dark alley.

All I wanted was to have a shower and snuggle with my wife,

Translation : I wanted to remove the cheap cologne off me, before take my wife
from behind.
And when I climbed into our bed,
Translation : I finally found my own bed!
I felt something between our pillows and it turned out to be a pair of
boxer briefs,
Translation: Ew-ew-ew-ew-ew dirty underpants next to your head?!
I have never worn boxer briefs, Miss Swan. I questioned Amelia
about it and she denied it all. This made me want to terminate our
wonderful marriage. He said and a small tear escaped his eyes.
I almost gagged.
I have no further questions, I said, walking back to my seat.
Alright, well have a small break and then well continue, Morrison
said, hitting with his little hammer and dismissing the court.
Edward immediately rose to his feet and dragged me outside of the
courtroom. He didnt let go out me, instead he kept pulling me
behind him, until he walked into the gentlemans bathroom with me
on his heels.
He opened one of the cabins and pushed me gently inside, walking
behind me and locking the door afterwards.
Wh I began, but was cut off by Edwards mouth on mine.
Thatwassohot, he said, in between kisses.
Your sweet ass, walking to the front, God damnit, Bella Im so hard
right now, he moaned, kissing down my collarbone and quickly
unbuttoning my shirt.

Edward, we cant, I moaned.

Yeah, I wasnt really helping me.
We can. Were going to have the best quicky ever, he said, breathing
on my lips and unbuttoning my shirt, taking it out of my skirt, where
previously it was tucked at.
The space in the small stall was limited, so we were almost chest to
chest.
I was wearing a strapless bra, so all Edward did, was pull mu cups
down, before exposing my breasts.
Fuck, he mumbled, taking one of my nipples in his mouth and
sucking hard.
Oh, I squealed, feeling his fingers pinching roughly my other nipple.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I had to undress him as
well. Of course, being quick and fast I skipped the part in which I
remove his suit jacket and shirt, so I simply unbuckled his belt and
slid down his pants, along with his boxers.
I palmed his cock in my hand and slid my hand up and down his shaft.
He groaned and tossed his hand backwards.
Faster than a speeding bullet, he turned us around and sat down on
the toilet seat. I rose my pencil skirt around my waist and sat down
on Edwards lap.
He simply moved my thong to the side before rubbing my clit
furiously a few times. I moaned at the contact. His hand slid so easily,
I was so damn wet every time for him.
Only him.
Its going to be fast and hard, baby. Tell me if its too much, Edward
breathed on my lips, giving me few pecks.

Just fuck me already, And with that he pulled me down on him hard,
filling me completely. Edward had to put his palm against my mouth
to stop me from moaning.
He lifted his hips upwards, urging me to move on him. I started gently
riding him at first, before raising the speed. Every time I slid down, he
did upwards. We hit each other in the middle every time.
After a few minutes, I felt my orgasm building. Edward started
breathing shallower and he started to make loud noises. I clamped my
palm on his mouth and let myself fall.
Edward pressed his hand on my mouth harder, to stop my moans
from escaping. I knew Edward was going to come soon, so I stood up
from his lap quickly and took him in my mouth.
Fuck Bella, Edward almost yelled, but I grabbed the edge of his tie
and put it in his mouth to stop him from screaming.
With a few long licks and sucks, I felt him erupt in my mouth and
throat. I swallowed everything quickly and with a few more licks I
released him from my mouth.
He grabbed me by the shoulders and spat the tie out of his mouth,
before kissing me like this would be our last kiss ever.
I love you, baby. So damned much!
I love you, too, honey! I whispered, sitting in his lap and kissing him
softly.
We dressed up quickly and fixed our appearance as good as we could.
Edward tossed his tie in the trash bin, since his teeth and saliva
ruined it. I unbuttoned his top button and ran my fingers through his
hair a few times, trying to give it more professional look.
Edward always had his hair all over the place, but he preferred to
tame it a little bit around work.
Youre good to go, I said, kissing him quickly.

He left the bathroom first and I had to follow him a minute later.
As soon as I was left alone I felt terrible fear surrounding me. Without
Edward by my side I was so afraid of entering the court room.
What kind of lawyer am i?
I stepped outside of the bathroom and walked to the long mirror
outside of the bathroom and looked at myself.
I even looked scared.
You okay? Edward asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.
We were sitting on one of the benches in front of the courtroom,
drinking coffee. Edward must have seen that I look like a terrified
kitten.
Im going to kill you, Edward! Im not ready for lead role in a case! I
hissed.
Bella, youll be great! I believe in you. You just have to make a kickass speech at the end and the win is ours!
It all depends on the closing speech?
All,
Well, well
Come on, were about to start, one of the officers said, urging us to
walk to the courtroom.
Amelia was already sitting in the witnesss stand, looking down. I had
to ask her questions first this time.
Please say your name for the court, I asked.
Amelia Brooke Meyer-Gellar, she answered.
I guess you do have a middle name, I mumbled.
How old are you, Amelia?

Twenty-six this July,

How long have you been married to Thomas?
Almost six months, we got married on February, 20.
Did you have an affair with your gardener? I asked.
She chuckled. This would be correct if I were a lesbian. Our gardener
is a woman,
My eyes opened in shock and I looked at Edward who was glaring at
me.
What did I do?
Uh no further questions, I mumbled and walked back to my seat.
Youre really stupid, Bella, Edward hissed.
WHAT?!
Excuse me? I spat, in a low voice.
Do you realize that you just made Gellar look like an ass? She knows
the date of their marriage, you asked her every question Gellar
couldnt answer! Peter is having a victory dance right now!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck.
I suck!
No, I really suck!
I hate my job!
Thanks daddy, thanks so much!
Mr. Cameron do you have any other questions towards Mrs. Gellar?
Morrison asked.
Just one, Peter said, standing up. Do you love your husband?

Yes! Was her immediate answer.

And in that moment, I knew she wasnt lying. She had that spark in
her eyes, that look of a woman in love.
I was looking the same way.
I felt really bad for Amelia. I really did.
Peter have his final speech, saying how much Amelia loves him and
how she deserves to be compensated for being with him for the past
six months.
Now it was my time to speak.
I stood up from my chair and walked in front of the jury.
Thomas Gellar is a wealthy man. He could have every woman he
likes, and he chose Amelia, who at that time was exotic dancer in
Vegas
I sighed and looked at Amelia, looking down. She was embarrassed
with her past and I immediately felt guilty. I had no idea what made
her dance for money, hell she could be paying loans or have someone
sick to take care of. It was not my place to judge.
I was not made to be a lawyer.
Amelia loves Thomas. God knows he doesnt deserve it! He doesnt
even know her name! She spend six months of her youth with him,
making him happy. She didnt cheat, she didnt have to. She had all
she wanteda stable home, husband, money. Cheating would only
take it all away from her.
Amelia is a good girl, fallen in love with the wrong guy. If it was up to
me, she should have all his money, not only a part of them.
I finished my speech and took a deep breath. I didnt even notice I said
it all at once.
I looked at the jury standing there with their mouth hanging open.

Peter and Charlotte had a look of surprise in their faces.

Edward looked like he was ready to snap my neck in a half.
I ignored it all. I looked at Amelia, who smiled softly at me. She didnt
have someone to stand up for her like that, hell even Peter didnt. He
was more focused on bashing Thomas.
The judge cleared his throat and asked the jury for their decision.
In the case Thomas Gellar versus Amelia Gellar, we sentence Thomas
Gellar to pay Amelia half of his worth, along with vehicles, houses and
apartments around the world.
Edward stood up angrily from his char and grabbed my elbow hard,
pulling me outside. I was sure I was going to bruise.
Okay I fucked his case up, but if he didnt let me go, Id scream bloody
fucking murder.
Let me go, asshole, Im hurting! I hissed once he pulled me outside.
There was no one in the hall.
He pushed me away from him and I had to fight to steady myself on
my feet. I stole a glance at him and he had a murderous look on his
face.
I want you to go back to the office, pack your shit and get the fuck
out of my face. Youre fired!
And with that he turned on his heels and walked away from me.
If we ever meet again
Kiss Me All Night Dont Ever Let Me Go
Edward's POV
Isabella Swan.
Bella Swan.

The beautiful swan.

My beautiful swan.
My beautiful Bella.
She is so exquisite; so precious to me. If someone had ever told me
that my one-night stand would develop into this, I would have laughed
in his face, probably spitting my drink on him.
Bella was many things. She was beautiful, fiercely independent,
strong, sarcastic. She had a rocking body and filterless mouth. She
was a kick-ass cook and a great writer. I still read her stories
whenever I get the chance. She totally rocks.
To me, Bella was so much more than just my girlfriend. She was my
one and only love, my I hope someday wife (after all I do have
Charlies permission). Bella and I had great sex and amazing talks
post-sex and pre-sex. Yeah, we sex each other all the time.
Bella Swan was many things.
Attorney was not one of them.
She sucked, she totally fucking sucked.
Even if you hadnt known a thing about law, youd notice that she had
studied her ass out. She knew the material, she just had no idea what
to do with it.
I had never seen Bella in action, but I had been with her when stuff
had happened. It had been very hard to make Bella shut up.
I guessed she would do fine.
Besides, I was going to have a mind-blowing sex for letting her lead.
Edward, Edward, Edward.
My friends always told me to stop thinking with my dick.

Bella was really, really bad out there. She asked questions she
shouldnt have, she was completely mortified and she felt sorry for
Amelia.
She simply wasnt cut to be an attorney.
When Bella began questioning Amelia, I knew what I had to do. I had
to let her go. I had to fire her or at least make her realize that this job
was not making her happy.
Hell it wasnt making our client happy, because if she kept doing
what she did, Mr. Gellar would have to say goodbye to a little too
much of his wealth.
You cant say that my decision had been spontaneous. I had been
thinking about talking Bella into leaving the firm ever since my
conversation with Charlie.
Of course I was going to tell her what her fathers last words were.
Not the engagement part, of course, neither of us was ready for that
step. I wanted to tell about Charlies apology and his request to me
helping her follow her dreams.
I talked to a few of my associates. Being a lawyer I always tried to
have more connections in every circle, I never knew when I might
need information.
Gianna Miller was a friend of mine ever since I graduated college. We
used to get drunk together and share things we never would if we
were sober. She was a lesbian, so the non-existing sexual tension
between us made us be such close friends.
Gianna was currently a junior editor in Optimas Publishing House. They
were new on the market, but also a big deal ever since they published
a new authors vampire-romance books, they shot up to the skies.

I talked to Gianna and send her Bellas manuscripts. I warned her that
they havent been edited and that Bella had no idea what I was doing.
Gianna promised to look at them as soon as she got home.
I talked to her two days ago and she was impressed with what she
read. She said Bella was a natural. Of course, she had some mistakes
that needed editing, but Gianna said that she would be lucky to fix
them. She also showed Bellas novel to the Editor in Chief and he
loved it. If I was able to get Bella sell the rights to the Optima, they said
that theyre ready to pay her $150,000, plus twenty point seven
percent of the gross.
For Bella money were not an issue, but that was a big deal.
Gianna promised me that she would get back to me in a week.
I wanted to remove Bella from her suffering, because watching her
there, struggling was a pure torturefor me and for her.
Of course, I didnt picture the whole firing thing going the way it did.
"In the case Thomas Gellar versus Amelia Gellar, we sentence Thomas Gellar to
pay Amelia half of his worth, along with vehicles, houses and apartments around
the world."
I saw red. I couldnt help it. I had been in court as a supervisor for the first time and
I lost the case. No, Bella lost the case for me.
I stood up from the chair, holding my grudge and trying not to toss it on the groud.
I grasped Bellas hand a little bit too tightly than I originally intended, but my
anger filled mind didnt register this fact until later.
"Let me go, asshole, I'm hurting!" Bella hissed in pain, as soon as I dragged her
outside. Not a soul was anywhere around us, nobody to see or hear us.
My incredibly idiotic head didnt caught the fact that Bella was even more scared
being alone with me, now.

I wanted to let her have a little bit more space, so I pushed her away from me, again
a little too harsh than I originally intended. I really had to get a grip on myself. I
dont believe I was ever this pissed off.
I saw Bella fight to steady herself on her feet. I wanted to steady her, fuck I reached
to touch her, but something stopped me.
Fucking anger, fucking unconscious actions.
I tried to bite my tongue, I really did.
"I want you to go back to the office, pack your shit and get the fuck out of my face.
You're fired!"
Mission unsuccessful.
So here I am, passing in front of Bellas building. I had to dig out her
employee file to find her address, since I have never been to her place.
It was a nice building, not too far from the firm.
I tried to find the courage to walk into the building and knock on the
door, begging for her forgiveness. I wanted to tell her why I did it. I
wanted to give her the white envelope I was currently holding, that I
had been given only hour ago by Gianna. I wanted to tell her that I
loved her and I was sorry for snapping at her.
I just needed a minute to collect myself.
Apparently someone above me had other plans, because only second
later, Bella - in all her glory -left the building, dressed into a short red
dress and black pumps. Her hair was curled up, more than usual and
her lips were painted in a dangerous red color.
My dick approved, me-not so much.
She was way too uncovered for others eyes but mine.
Hell if I had to say it straight she was more naked than dressed.

I slowly walked to her, watching her digging through her purse for
her car keys. She heard me approaching and lifted her head. Our eyes
met and her warm chocolate orbs hardened when they saw me.
Ah, the look when you see the one you love.
What the fuck are you doing here? she hissed.
I wanted to apolo
Fuck off. She flipped me off and unlocked her car, tuning away from
me.
Bella, I said, grabbing her elbow gently, trying to stop her.
Let go of me, Edward! she said, slowly.
Please, look baby, Im sorry, okay! I was just pissed.
Let go of me, Edward. she repeated, this time, more venomously.
Look Bella I was cut off my her palm connecting my cheek.
Good job, Edward. You and your fucking temper!
Bella climbed into her Audi TT and sped off away from me. I sat on
the stairs in front of her buildings entrance, staring at the envelope in
my hands. I knew I fucked up, I had no idea whatsoever how to fix it.
Just as I thought that my phone rang. I thought it was Bella didnt
even check the caller ID, before answering.
Bella, I said, jumping off the stairs.
No, dear cousin, just Alice, Alice said and giggled.
Ally, Im really not in a mood right now.
Oh, come on. I heard you and Bella lost the case. I dont know why
Bella resigned, but apparently the lost hit her hard.
Bella resigned?

Yeah, she packed her things about an hour ago. She left you her
resignation letter on the desk.
At least Bella didnt say to people I fired her, for her benefit or mine.
Jazz and I were invited to Eclipse. I heard Bella is going to be there
to see her friends, you can come if yo
Im on my way, I said and hung up, running toward my car.
Eclipse was packed. It was a weekday and it was a pretty hot place.
The bouncer in front recognized me, I was a regular here and he lifted
the rope, clapping me on the back.
Once I was inside I tried to locate Alice, making my way through the
pool of people. I was somewhere in the middle of the club when I felt
someone tap my shoulder with his nail.
I turned around and saw a seriously hot chick. No, really. If I wasnt
with Bella and if I didnt think Bella was the more beautiful and
amazing woman in the world, I would have been all over that.
Long blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and a killer figure. She was dressed
in a corset top and skimpy shorts. Her make-up was perfectly done
and her feet were on a good seven or eight inched heels, making her
almost my height.
Youre Edward, right? she asked.
I nodded, but before I could say a word, her fist connected with my
stomach. Hard.
What the fuck! I yelled, clutching my stomach. The bitch could hit.
What are you? Wonder Woman on anti-depressants?
No, just Bellas best friend. I know all about you Cullen, youre cards
are marked. If you have a death wish, keep going inside the club, if
you want to live, leave!
And what if I love her and I want to make things right, Barbie?

She kept her hard gaze and didnt break eyes contact. I got to give it
to her, she was intimidating.
On the dance floor, she said and turned around.
I walked toward the dance floor and my heart stopped beating.
There was she, my love, my life, being hugged from behind by a hulklike gipsy. His hands were a too closer to her-scratch that- MY breasts
than I would like.
Youre dead!
I pushed several people until I reached my goal, but before I could
throw a punch, Bella saw me.
Edward?
I couldnt do anything, before gipsy-man went all Hulk on steroids on
me. He actually did the gorilla thing and punched his chest with his
fists before he went for me.
Not so proud of myself, but with one punch I was at the ground.
Why do all people beat me up today?
Edward! Bella screamed, kneeling down.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Her dress was too short, her ass was going to flash someone.
Jake, was that really necessary? Bella yelled at gipsy, a.k.a., Hulk on
steroids.
Jake!
As in Jacob!
That was Jacob?
Wait, I know Jacob?

Ah, I guess jealous fits cloud your judgment and you forget people you
already met.
Funny.
I bet that one was found by Frankenstein.
Frankenstein was smart, right?
How hard did Jacob hit me?
Oh fuck me, I hope Emmetts not here, too.
I was going to be buried if he is for sure.
"Oh and by the way, I texted Jake and Emmett your little name-calling. They will
be waiting for you at the airport when we get back," she said and walked out the
door.

Well fuck
Of course it was necessary, Bells!
Bella groaned and called someone to try and pick me up. She told him
to carry me somewhere and that she would follow behind.
The staff of Eclipse had a balcony on the back of the club, reserved
specially for them, when they wanted a break.
The place was spectacular, you could see the entire Seattle from there.
What do you want? Bella asked, once we were alone.
Do you remember the conversation you and Riley had when we were
checking into the hotel in New York?
"I don't want to hear about your whore, Riley. I have my own life now. I am happy.
My job is going great, I have a great business partner and I am actually happy with
my life." Bella explained.

"Bullshit Bella, who are you trying to lie? I know you, remember? We've dated for
years, Bella. Years! I know all about you. I know all about the manuscripts on your
laptop, I know all about the unpublished author's websites you publish. I know how
many publishing companies want your stories Bella. I know you. You never wanted
to be a lawyer. This is all Charlie! I know you are a romantic Bella. I know
everything about you. I know you want me back!" he said.
What about it? Bella asked.
I handed her the envelope and waited for her to take it.
I lied, Bella. The perfect date you liked so much. It was all your
creation. I read your work. Every since manuscript. Youre amazing,
baby, youre the best!
I transferred everything you wrote to my computer and send it to a
friend of mine in a publishing house. Youre being published, the
money youre going to get and everything, including a contract is in
that envelope. You just have to sign it.
I love you. Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very
dark, but there were stars points of light and reason...And then you
shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire;
there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you walked away from
me, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went
black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by light. I
couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for
anything."
Thats mine, she breathed. Her eyes were filled with tears.
Yes, its what your book Edward told Bella when her screwed up. I
know I should stop stealing ideas from your books, but I
I had to stop myself, because Bella ran in my direction and jumped
into my arms kissing me passionately.

I love you, I love you! No one had ever done anything for me. This was
is my dream, Edward. Oh, my God! Even my fucking father never
asked mehe just ordered me.
I sighed and moved a step away from Bella. She looked at me with
furrowed brows.
Theres something else I have to tell you.
What is it?
Charlie said something else before he died.
If we ever meet again
, , ...
(Maybe my love scares you, or maybe)
Edwards POV
"I love you, I love you! No one had ever done anything for me. This was is my
dream, Edward. Oh, my God! Even my fucking father never asked mehe just
ordered me."
I sighed and moved a step away from Bella. She looked at me with furrowed brows.
"There's something else I have to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Charlie said something else before he died."
What? Bella breathed. I could see the confusion written on her face.
I could clearly remember how she asked me if her father said
something else on his death bed. I lied. I still dont know why I did
that.
I lied, Bella. Charlie was awake for longer than I told you he was. We
had a conversation.

What? she yelled. She placed her small hands on my chest and
pushed herself away from me. Her mouth was open and she was
watching me with surprise and disgust in her eyes.
Look, B
Are you kidding me, Edward? My fathers last words were with you.
If he was awake for longer, why didnt you call me, damn it? Her eyes
were filled with tears. I expected this kind of reaction, even though
she was very talkative about her anger pointed at her father.
He didnt want to. He said it was faith that
Oh, faith! Since when does Charles Swan believe in faith? She shook
her head, and angrily whipped the tears away from her creamy cheeks.
What did he say? she asked after a few moments. Her voice was
barely a whisper. I could see that she was struggling with her
emotions. I hated that. I hated that she preferred to cry silently in the
night, to actually asking me for help. I was proud with her, she was
one of the strongest women I ever knew, but sometimes I wanted her
to actually let go. She held the world on her shoulders. She needed to
let go.
He said that he was sorry from stopping you being an author. He
persuade you to live his dream and not yours and he though you hated
him for that.
I dont, she whispered, more tears escaping her eyes. I wanted to
brush them away, but I knew that I had to wait. Bella was not ready
for my touch just yet.
I told him that. You loved your father, Bella and he was proud of you.
His last words were that he was proud of you and that if he could
turn back time, he wouldnt stop you from going to college with
English. He loved you, Bella. He made me promise I would help you
with your dream.
I wanted to help you, Isabella. I wanted you to be published, but I
waited for this talk until everything was set. I know you, whether you

like this fact or not. You would have told me to stop, that I was just
doing it to help him rest in peace.
I love you, Bella and your father did, too. This is from the both of us,
I said pointing at the envelope she was still holding.
She sat down on one of the chairs and kept her eyes on the white
papers on her lap. I thought that years had passed. Neither one of us
moved.
After what seemed like eternity, Bella looked back up at me.
I knowI know that deep down in yourself you thought you were
doing the right thing. But you didnt. Im notnot mad. I have nothing
to mad at you for. You just did what you were asked to do.
Im hurt, Edward. Im hurt and disappointed. I said so many hateful
things about Charlie. I didnt want to have anything to do with his
funeral. I never send him away a daughter was supposed to.
Im embarrassed to say it, butduring the funeral all I wanted was to
leave. I didnt even kiss him goodbye. She was now sobbing and I was
dying inside. I wanted to go and comfort her, but I had no idea if I had
to.
You fired me, because of that? she asked after a few minutes.
That and the fact that you suck as attorney.
She chuckled and stood up from the chair she was occupying. She
walked toward me and stood toe-to-toe with me. She didnt touch me
and I didnt touch her. We just stared into one anothers eyes.
Will you go to Forks with me? I have to say goodbye to Daddy the
proper way.
I sighed in relief and hugged her close, lifting her from the ground. Ill
do whatever you want me to, baby. Im your slave for as long as you
want me.

I wont forget that so easily. Im still hurt, Edward. But I promised

you in New York. Im giving us a try.
I brought her back to the ground and cupped her cheeks. I love you.
I love you, too. she said and leaned her head to my hand. Whos my
publisher?
My eyes brightened and I grabbed her by the waist and circled the
balcony with her.
God, I loved her.
xxXxx
We went back to Bellas friends. We did the introductions properly
this time.
I saw Emmett. He had came to the club while Bella and I were in the
balcony. He took a swing at me, apparently he wanted to kick my ass
as well, but Bella stopped him. He looked like a lost puppy when he
missed his chance to beat me up.
Bella needed to find new friends.
The Wonder-Woman in anti-depressants was Rosalie. Bellas best
friend and absolute coo-coo. She was hot, alright, nothing like Bella,
though. Bella had that natural beauty in her.
You can say if a woman is really beautiful, when she wakes up in the
morning. When her hair is all over the place, her face if puffy from the
sleep and she had red lines from the pillow.
Bella was magnificent in the mornings.
Jake apologized for punching me, but he said that he would do it all
over again if I ever hurt Bella, again. I promised him, Ill go and find
him if I ever hurt her. I would definitely get my ass kicked.
We sat on the same table Bella sat when we first met. I was sitting
next to my love, her hand was casually sitting on my thigh. Next to

me was Rosalie with Emmett by her side and Jacob with his fiance
whose name started with N. I really sucked at names.
So, Nessie, did you guys chose a date for the wedding? Bella asked.
Oh.
Nessie.
He-he-he.
Yeah, October 15th.
Awww Bella said, clapping her hands.
Whats October 15th? I asked.
They day they met. Rosalie hissed. Well she cant like me so fast.
I watched Bella as she sipped from her drink. Her lips closing on the
straw.
Fucking. Lucky. Straw.
"You okay, baby?"she asked, placing her hand on my thigh.
"Yeah, my head hurts a bit."
"Well, I can give you head tonight and maybe it'll ease the pain a bit?"
"Yes, please?" I begged like a goddamn bitch.
She just laughed and kissed my cheek sweetly. She was so cute.
What is someone like you doin' in a place like this?
Say did you come alone or did you bring all your friends?
"Oh, my God, Edward. This is so our song!" Bella jumped from the
chair she was currently sitting on and grabbed my hand, dragging me
towards the dance floor.

"Who's that song?" I asked. My pop music culture really sucked.

"If we ever meet again by Katy Perry and Timbaland."
I chuckled and kissed her full lips.
"Let's dance baby."
My woman could dance, all right. She turned her back on me, rubbing
her cute ass at my now painful erection. Her hands were encircling
my neck and I was kissing her heavenly neck.
I had to admit, though. The song wasnt all that bad.
I'll never be the same (if we ever meet again);
Won't let you get away (if we ever meet again);
This free-fall's(ahh) got me so (ohh), kiss me all night don't ever let me go;
I'll never be the same, (if we ever meet again)
Oh, Im definitely not the same.
Bella turned to face me and ran her fingers down my back. I decided
to take advantage of the situation and placed my palms on her ass.
I love that ass.
At first I stared with small strokes, but then I started rubbing and
groping her.
I love my woman.
Oohh,oohh say if we ever meet again
Do you come here much? I swear I've seen your face
before; (before yeah)
Hope you don't see me blush, but I cant help but want you more, more;

Baby, tell me what's your story I ain't shy don't you worry;
I'm flirting with my eyes, wanna leave with you tonight;
do you come here much?
I've gotta see your face some more,
( some more cause baby I......)
Bella did blush, and she wasnt at all shy. Hm my baby had her own
goddamn soundtrack.
I'll never be the same if we ever meet again;
Won't let you get away if we ever meet again;
This free-fall's (ahh) got me so (oh), kiss me all night don't ever let me go;
I'll never be the same if we ever meet again
Kiss me all night, dont ever let me go, Bella sang in my ear.
Oh, I will do more than kissing you tonight, I said and smiled. But
Ill never let you go.
And in that moment I knew.
Bella was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
She was The One.
I wasnt so scared anymore. I knew what I wanted.
Who I wanted.
Forever.
Hey, Bella can we go back to the table? I want to ask Emmett and
Jacob something.
Are you okay? she asked, concerned.

Yeah, you know. Just guy thing.

Sure, come on. She grabbed my hand and led us back to the table.
Hey Rose, Ness. Come with me to the bathroom, okay? she asked
the girls.
They furrowed their eyebrows, but joined Bella. She gave me a sloppy
kiss and disappeared into the pool of people.
I wasted no time. I turned toward Emmett and Jacob.
If youre looking for Jasper and your cousin, they are fucking in the
males bathroom. Jacob said.
I love Bella more than I love my life. If I had to choose, Id run in front
of a speeding bullet, simply to save her life. I want to watch her wake
up and fall asleep in my arms. I want to cherish her, to love her the
way she is supposed to be loved.
I want to help her live her dream. I want her to be an author. I want
her to smile all the time, to hear her laugh and not allow her to cry. If
she does, though, I want to be there so that she could cry on my
shoulder.
I want to protect her and to scream at the world that she is mine. I
want to hold her hand in the crowd and kiss her everyday for the rest
of my life.
I want her to say I do in a church and then have my babies. I want
my life with her, because I dont this I could live without her.
Her father already said Yes, but I want your consent as well. I want
to marry, Bella. Can I ask for her hand?
At the end of my speech, Jacob and Emmetts mouth here hanging
open. Ever so slowly, Jacobs mouth turned into a smirk and then a
smirk. He stood up from his chair and patted my back.

I think we have a winner, Emmett. Jacob turned his head at

Emmetts direction. Emmett shook his head and laughed.
That we do, Jake. That we do.
If we ever meet again
Never Be The Same, If We Ever Meet Again
Bellas POV
SIX MONTHS LATER
Miss Swan, well need you back in five. My ever so helpful assistant,
James, reminded me. James was a cutie. Gay, to the marrow of his
bones, but a cutie.
Optimas Publishing House was so happy when I signed those
papers, they found me an assistant on the first day. I was so nervous,
that if it hadnt been Edward, I would have chickened out and ran
away from there.
But Edward was my rock. He helped me through all of it.
That was six months ago.
After the day at the club, Edward and I met his college friend, Gianna.
She talked to me about everything and really eased a lot of my
concerns. I signed the papers just like that.
I should have read what I was getting myself into.
You know, youre my lawyer. You should have read that contract.
How do you still have a job? I hissed at my hot-looking boyfriend
who was sitting on the dinner table with his laptop in front of him,
and millions of papers scattered around the table.
He chuckled and looked at me. Baby, you knew that being an author
is not all about sitting at home and writing. Gianna warned you about

the book-signings and the meetings with fans. Its all your fault,
youre so good.
It may sound cocky, but I was good. Really damn good.
Three weeks after my book hit the stands, I was number five in the
New Yorks best selling romance novels list. Five weeks later I
reached number three.
My book had huge success. I still dont know how it happened. It
feels like I woke up one morning (after Edward made sure to tire me
the night before) and I was the fresh blood, everyone in the literary
world wanted.
My first book If We Ever Meet Again was basically the story of me
and Edward. Of course, I had skipped lots of parts that were too
intimate, but mostly it was all us.
I changed the plot a lot after I signed. Gianna was against it, but I
wanted it to be our story, the way it happened, not the way my crazy
imagination wanted it to happen.
I fixed the story over night.
The editing process took a little longer than the writing, though.
Having in mind that I wasnt an English major, I had a lot of errors.
Oh, I rectified the English major situation, though. Im not a proud
English student.
At twenty-seven, but hey. A person learns all his life.
My birthday was incredible. Edward and I had been dating for a little
over a month, but that didnt stop us from moving in together. I was
spending my whole time with him anyway, I just stopped paying rent
in my place. Edwards apartment was paid off for, so we only shared
the money for groceries and furnishing.

Yeah, I re-made the entire apartment. Edward turned green, but he

kept his mouth shut.
Living with him was heavenly. We fitted perfectly. I hated washing
dishes and folding clothes, Edward loved to do that. He hated cooking
and cleaning, I loved to do both. We were like a well oiled machine
working perfectly together.
Its not like we didnt have our disagreement. Oh, hell no. Ed and I
were so different from each other on some levels, that being on the
same page hardly ever happened. The important thing was, that we
always found our solution. Either me or him, would let the other one
take control over something and we would be back to normal in no
time.
Except for a fight we had two months ago.
We broke up after that.
Edward was great, but also very protective. Overly protective.
Three months ago, I had a flat tire on my way back to Seattle. I went
to Forks to visit my fathers grave. I did that every month on the 17th,
the day he passed away. I had been feeling guilty about my behavior
before, so I thought that this would be my way to repay him
somehow.
At first Edward came with me, but after that he understood the need
of doing it by myself. Of course, he insisted on me calling him every
two hours, but I didnt mind. I knew it wasnt jealousy, he was
worried about me.
It wasnt like he wasnt jealous. He was, but not the crazy, obsessive
jealousness. He just wanted me to be safe.
When I had my tire flat, I was halfway to Seattle. It was getting dark
and my battery was down. I had forgotten to charge my cell and there

was no one around. I started to panic, but then a cruiser stopped

behind me and a police officer stepped out of the car.
Seth.
We hugged in greeting and he called the auto house, to tell them
about my flat tire. I had broken the law by not having spare one, for
Seth to change himself, but he said he wasnt going to write me a
ticket if she grabbed something to bite in the nearby restaurant, while
my car was being fixed.
Who was I to say no to a free meal and a talk with old buddy?
Seth had found the love. A friend of his, Jared, had left his girlfriend
Claire all alone and pregnant, and they vanished of the face of Earth.
Claire had been devastated, considered abortion, but then Seth came
in his shining armor and sparks flied. They had gotten married a week
before. He apologized for not inviting me to the wedding. I told him
not to worry about it, it wasnt like I was going to ask him to come on
mine.
Mine.
If Edward ever even considered proposing to me.
I had totally forgotten to call Edward when I met Seth, so when I got
home it was hell.
Edward had called every single one of my, or our mutual friends as
well as the police. He was all over the place when I walked in through
the door.
That was the meanest and nastiest fight in the history of fights.
This fight was the end of us.
Edward had left, checked into a hotel until I was packing my stuff.
For a week I didnt even saw a glimpse of him. He didnt call, or text

or visited. I cried myself to sleep every night, and packed my stuff by

day.
Jacob and Nessie had proposed to me to go live with them, but I
declined. They were newlyweds and I really didnt want to go into a
house full of so much love.
And honeymoon sex.
When I had everything packed and the delivery company had taken
most of my stuff, I sat in the apartment alone for a few minutes. I
looked everywhere, trying to memorize it all. Silent tears were
streaming down my cheeks, when I said goodbye to the apartment I
lived in with my first true love.
I was almost out of the door, when Edward came home. His hair was
all over the place, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked broken and
desperate. When he saw me, his eyes brightened and he ran in my
direction, dropping to his knees before me and hugging me close. He
begged for my forgiveness and to come back home, because he
couldnt live without me.
Truth be told, neither could I. Whether either of us wants it, we
couldnt function without each other.
I moved back home after a long talk about Edwards protectiveness.
We came to an agreement though; my phone had to be charged at all
times and if I were to meet a friend, or stay late, or even not come
home for some reason, I had to let him know.
A well oiled machine indeed.
If We Ever Meet Agains success made me write even more. My second
novel New York Nights, hit the bestsellers second place.
It was also the book I was not promoting.

At least the book tour was only in the US. I couldnt handle doing all
of this around Europe and Asia as well.
Edward was promoted in the firm again. He was one of the bosses
now.
The previously Stewart and Brown was not Stewarts, Brown and
Cullen. Edward had won a bad-ass case and Mr. Brown had
proposed to him the amazing opportunity of being in the board of
directors, as well as being one of the CEOs.
He didnt even hesitate. I knew that was his dream and I was so
happy for him. Edward was the best lawyer I had ever seen. He never
lost a case.
Well, I did lose him one, but that doesnt count.
I was in the last city of my second books tour New York. We never
said that out loud, but for the both of us, New York was our city. The
magic of us happened here, if it wasnt for New York, who knew
whether or not we would have been together now.
I had my twenty-minute break. I had to sign books for six hours
straight, with three twenty-minute breaks. Edward had taken a new
case, so he was still familiarizing himself with it, so he came with me.
Of course, he stayed at our hotel room, because the noise downstairs
in the lobby, where technically was my book signing, would have
distracted him.
Eight months ago in the same hotel room, we were on each others
throats. Today, we were together, making sweet, sweet love.
Or, not that sweet.
I have to get back down, before James comes and drags me by the
hair.

Edward chuckled and stood up from his chair. Do you want me to

intimidate his ass, and tell him to leave you alone? he said, hugging
me close and kissing my forehead.
Yes, please?
Edward laughed and with one final kiss, pushed me playfully out of
the door. Go work, you lazy lady. Im not going to be the only one
bringing money in the family.
I have a trust fund! I reminded him. I dont have to work ever
again.
Is that how youre going to educate our kids? he asked.
We both stopped breathing.
We had joked about eloping in Vegas and we have talked about our
future, but kids were never mentioned before. It wasnt like they were
taboo, or anything, we just never brought them up.
And now that Edward had, we both froze in place.
Umlets have it all one step at the time, huh? I said.
Sure, Edward mumbled, patting the front pocket of his dress pants.
Rock your fans, baby.
He kissed me sweetly and walked me to the door. I took a deep breath
and returned to the hell of screaming bookworms.
I did not sign for this shit!
xxXxx
I change my mind. Ill go back to being a lawyer, I said, leaning my
head back on the porcelain of the bathtub.
Edward chuckled from the other side of the tub and continued to
massage my feet.

He greeted me with a nice warm bath and a bathroom filled with

candles, strawberries and rose petals. The rose petals became our
thing, after he asked me out on a date all those months ago. Every time
he screwed up, he made a path of roses to the bed and sexed me up.
I loved my life.
There was nothing better than a hot, bubbly bath and a hot man
massaging your tired feet. Not only was he massaging them, but he
was pressing one special spot, that send shockwaves directly to my
pussy.
I let out a series of moans, taking a deep breath and letting my bare
chest peek above the waterline.
Edwards eyes snapped to my chest and his hands slid upper to my
leg. He caressed my calves, my thighs and gently opened them. The
bath was big enough to let us to this.
Ever so gently he pulled me to him. I laughed and tensed my upper
body, trying not to soak my hair with water.
I thought the bath was warm, Edward mumbled, running his fingers
up and down my slit. My torso was almost pressed to his and our
faces were inches apart.
It is, I breathed.
Then why are your nipples hard? Are you cold? he teased.
You know why.
No, I really dont. Care to tell me why? he asked, kissing me just
below my ear. His hands continued to tease my entrance, but he
didnt push even a single fingertip inside.
Because youre so hot, that youre making me wet. Im so horny I
could just jump you and ride your dick like Im on rodeo. Is that clear
enough? I asked, arching an eyebrow.

A low growl escaped from his throat and he grabbed my hips and
lifted my body, so that I was positioned right on top of him. He kissed
be hard and slowly lowered me onto his erection.
I love you, he moaned.
I love you, too. So much.
This was normal, beautiful and incredible. I wanted to live my life this
way until the day I died. Edward was everything to me, I couldnt
even picture my future without him in it.
We were extremely sexual. There wasnt a day in which we didnt
have sex. Yes, even those days. He said it didnt bother him, and
honestly as gross as it might sound, I got the best orgasms at that time
of the month.
After we finished (I did twice), we showered and got dressed. Edward
wanted to take me out on dinner, since this was the last day of my
promotion tour. I now had two full weeks of freedom with no work to
do, whatsoever.
I was told to dress casually since Edward didnt tell me where he was
taking me. All I knew was, that we were going to have a dinner.
You ready? he asked.
Yeah, I just have to put some lip balm, because my lips are dry. I ran
to my make-up bag and took out my lip balm, putting a thin layer on
my lips and rubbing them together to spread it around. I hated
wearing sticky lip gloss, but I liked the balms. They smelled good and
your hair didnt stick to them.
Edward had rented the Ford Thunderbird again. I made a silent
promise to myself to seduce him later that night and fuck him hard on
the back seat. This was way too good to be missed.

Edward drove to some direction and I saw the sun slowly setting
down. It was twilight. My favorite time of the day. It wasnt night yet,
but it wasnt a day either. The perfect harmony.
Where are we going? I asked, seeing Edward stop at the parking lot
of the beach where we spend the night at. Where our love story
began.
Just a little stop, before we go and you let me feed you, he said,
kissing me softly. Stay in the car, Ill open the door for you.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head. Edward always got pissed when I
didnt wait for him to open my door. He said I made him look bad.
He opened my door and offered me his hand, which I took in mine.
The beach was completely empty and I wondered if Edward had
something to do with it. Still, it was the end of January and not many
people hanged around the beach.
We walked for a few minutes, and then Edward suddenly stopped.
He took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes.
You okay? I asked.
Shhh, or Im going to mess this up.
Mess up what? I asked.
Edward fell down to one knee and opened up a small blue box with
the most beautiful ring inside. It wasnt anything extravagant, but the
diamond was beautiful and cut in a princess shape. Around the entire
band were smaller diamonds in the same shape.
The ring was beautiful.
Edward, what are you doing? I breathed.
What my heart craves. Isabella Swan, youre the most amazing,
beautiful, smart, funny and stubborn woman I have ever met. You

make my breath hitch only by looking at you. My world starts and

ends with you.
Ever since I first laid my eyes on you in Eclipse, I couldnt get you out
of my mind. No matter what I do, it always you. I see you in my past,
my present and my future. I love everything about you, baby. You
kindness, your smart mouth, your beauty both inside and out. I want
to have my forever with you, my beautiful girl. Would you do me the
honor of being my wife? Marry me, Bella.
My eyes watered on his beautiful speech. I never thought that one this
moment arrives it would be this perfect. The man I love, in the most
amazing place, our place, with the most gorgeous ring in his palm,
asking for my hand.
Yes, of course, baby. Youre my life. Of course Im going to be your
wife, I breathed.
Edward, who whose eyes were watered as well, smiled the biggest of
all smiles and grabbed my left hand, gently putting the engagement
ring on my finger.
Perfect, he breathed and stood up from the beach, grabbing me by
the waist and hugging me close, circling me around. I laughed and
hugged him close to me, still feeling that this amazing thing was just a
dream.
I love you, I love you, I love you, Edward said over and over again.
He put me back on my feet and cupped my face in between his palms
kissing me hard.
Youre my life now, Bella. My beautiful, beautiful Bella.
I love you, I breathed.
I love youMrs. Cullen. He smiled his crooked smile, who made my
insides melt.

Mrs. Cullen.
That sounded so good.
Edward stroked down my arms and locked his hands around my
waist. I lifted myself on my tip-toes and kissed him with all the love I
felt for this man.
He was my past.
My present.
And my future.
THE END
If we ever meet again
Epilogue: Turn Me On, Take It Off
Edwards POV
I love Bella.
She is my sunshine, the reason for my existence.
I want to spend my life with her. I want to and I will.
The thing I want less and less though is marrying her.
Dont get me wrong. I want to be her husband. I want to wait for her
in the back of the aisle, to watch her walk to me with a beautiful
white dress adoring her body. I want to place the wedding band on
her ring finger, I want to whisper my love for her in front of witnesses.
I want her to be Mrs. Cullen.
What I dont want though, is to be dressed like a monkey while this
happens.

Ever since we came back from New York, we were absorbed into a big
waterfall. We were sinking deep and this was all a fault of my
cousins.
Alice is walking on a thin ice. Shes more into the wedding than Bella
and me. We never wanted anything big or fancy. Initially we planned
on going to the city hall and sign the papers. Bella wanted to wear
jeans and a white tank-top with sneakers. She wanted her hair in a
ponytail. She wanted to be unique, but yet something normal. Just
like us.
When we shared that piece of information with Alice, she went crazy.
She forbade us from doing it, saying shed do everything.
At first, Bella and me decided to just let her be. We told her we would
take no part of the process and that she could do what she wanted.
Big mistake.
It all started with the stupid location, then the stupid band, then the
damn wedding rings (which was stupid, considering I only had to buy
my own ring. Bellas engagement ring had a matching wedding band,
connecting with the it).
The final drop was yesterday when she dressed Bella into something
furry and creamy. Bella was very specific she wanted to be dressed
in white.
Alice started whining and shit and I actually considered tying her up
in our basement, only to have a few minutes alone with my fiance.
One month.
Weve been engaged for one month and I couldnt be happier.
Actually, thats a lie. Id be happier if Alice is tied up in out basement.
I hate that bitch you call your cousin. Im not going to get married
looking like a cupcake! Bella yells from the kitchen.
Im sorry, babe. At least she doesnt make you wear white suit!

Bella shows up on the living rooms doorstep and a smirk appears on

her face.
Eloping in Vegas?
Pack your things, Ill call the airport, I say, standing up from the sofa
and giving my gorgeous fiance a kiss.
Only a few more hours and shed be my wife.
Are we really doing this? Bella asks.
Hell yeah! Wasnt that the initial plan?
Yeah! Oh, God. I love you! she says, kissing me again.
xxXxx
And from the power given me from God, the state of Nevada and
Elvis-myself, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss
you bride, son, Elvis says.
I smile brightly and grab Bella by the waist lifting her in the air and
kissing her full lips. People around us start to cheer and yell for us,
unknown people. We have no family, no friends around us just me
and her.
I love you, Mrs. Cullen, I say.
I love you, too, my husband. I lift her bridal-style, and she tugs a
little on her white tank-top, covering the sliver of skin that showed
when I lift her up. She is wearing sneakers, jeans and a tank-top. Her
hair is in ponytail.
Everythings amazing.
This is us spontaneous and crazy. Were the type of people who had
a one-night stand, which turned into a blooming love. Were the type
of people who break rules and lie to conference organizers just to be
together. Were the type of people who manipulate each other, but at
the end were together.

We dont need a big fancy wedding. Why would we? In the end, shed
still be my wife and Id still be her husband. Only then, our sweet,
sweet first wedding night would be stopped and delayed because of
fucking people we dont care about.
Lets go to our room and consummate out marriage, no? Bella asks.
Fuck, yes!
Twenty torturous levels later, we are in front of our door.
Unlock it, Bella breathed, kissing my neck.
I think I roared, but I couldnt be sure. I could actually hear the blood
rushing to my dick.
I unlock the door, close it and Bella has me pinned to it before I could
lock it.
Her fingers fist the back of my head, her fingers pulling my hair. Her
tongue isnt shy, it enters my mouth almost immediately.
My hands grab her hips and I push us backwards. Somewhere with
my peripheral vision I see the bed and drag us in that direction.
I tug the hem of her tank top and start pulling it upward. We break
the kiss only for a second until the shirt is tossed away from us.
Bella moves her fingers from my neck and takes a fistful of my buttondown, tearing it button by button. Once the last button pop off, the
shirt leaves my body.
I grab Bella behind her knees, which makes her to lose her balance
and she falls back first on the bed. I unbutton her jeans and drag them
down, leaving her only in her hot red lingerie.
Fuck. Me.
With a growl, I remove my jeans along with my boxers. I step out of
them and lie between Bellas open legs, tugging her thong to the side.

Fast, hard and deep. Well do the romantic things later, Bella moans.
Your wish is my command, Mrs. Cullen.
And with that I thrust inside of her, balls deep. Bella cries out in
pleasure and places her hands on my ass cheeks, pushing me inside of
her with each thrust. Not that I need her help, but fuck its so hot.
In and out, fast and hard. I keep doing it. I fuck her. I fuck my wife
and the feeling is like nothing Ive ever felt before.
Bella comes, I feel the pulsating of her walls and hear the moans and
profanities that escape her fucking sweet lips.
On hands and knees, I say. With sublime effort I leave her wetness
and wait for her to turn around. Im close, I could feel it. Being with
Bella makes me come prematurely like a teenager.
I stroke up and down my shaft watching her, my wife, position her
body in the pose I want her to. Theres nothing better than that.
Wrong.
Being in this position, she allows me to see that little hole, the other
hole I want to bury myself in. Weve talked about it many times, but
we never went more than a finger during sex.
I want to take her there.
Baby, come a suck me a little bit, I moan. She turns her head and
glares at me. I know its nothing to do with my request and everything
to do with the fact that I make her wait.
She pushes me on my back and takes me into her mouth. She bobs her
head up and down, fast. Her hand works in synch with her mouth.
Oh, ohfuck. Wetter baby, its going in your ass in a little while.
FUCK!

She hums and moans and I see her eyes roll on the back of her head.
She lets go of my dick only to spit on it and then shes back to work.
I fist the sheets on each side of me, seeing how Bella works me like a
professional. She could put a porn star to shame. My woman is that
hot.
Fuck, fuck. Enough. Im going to come and that just cant happen at
the moment.
Bella lets go of me and climbs up to steal a kiss. I grab her head and
kiss her hard.
Youre going to see stars in a minute baby, I say and slap her ass. She
moans and returns to the position she previously was. I thank the
God that I used my hygiene bag and its on the desk next to the bed.
I pull out the lube I bought specially for this moment and toss it on
the bed next to me. I go on my knees and position my mouth right in
front of her sweet, aching, dripping center.
Surprise, baby.
I kiss her clit and she jumps a little. My hands go to her hips and hold
her steady while my tongue licks her entrance and back to her clit. I
suck the little bud of joy in my mouth and she makes a begging moan.
My tongue goes back to her entrance and I start fucking her with it.
In and out, as far as it could go.
I think shed collapse in a minute, so I do what I never done before. I
remove her mouth from her pussy only to place it a little higher.
Bella gasps when she feels me there and turns my head. I know shes
going to protest, but I dont really care. Shes all I need, all I want. And
giving her pleasure no matter what is a part of the husband job I
signed on just half an hour ago.
I take the tube of lubricant from the bed and squeeze a generous
amount of it in my palm. I rub it on my dick, making sure that theres

more around the head. I squeeze some again on my middle and index
finger and rub it around her anus.
I feel her tense for a second. You okay? I ask.
Fuck, more than okay. Justum
Ill be careful, sweetheart. Just say the word and were not doing it.
NO! I want to, justdo it gently.
I caress her hair and she turns to look at me. I lean down and capture
her lips in a sensual kiss.
You ready? I ask.
Do it.
I position my dick and very slowly push inside. Bella makes a sound
and I immediately withdraw.
Should I stop? I ask.
No justinsert your finger first okay?
Okay, I say and circle her anus with my index finger, sliding inside
just the fingertip.
Okay? I ask. Bella nods her head.
More, she moans. I press further until half of the finger is inside. I
gently pull it back and then inside again.
I slid the finger almost all the way out and added a second one. Even
gentler, I push both fingers inside. I thrust them slowly in and out,
felling Bella opening up to me further.
Okay, Im ready, she moans.
I remove my fingers and place the head of my dick back on her
asshole. I push inside a little bit. The head barely enters her and I ask
her if shes okay. She says shes fine and I push inside a little more. The

head of my dick slips inside and I take it back, almost slipping out of
her. I repeat a few times.
I push a little further and withdraw. I do the same thing until most of
my dick is inside her. Its so tight and soft and I think Im going to die
out of pleasure.
Move, Edward.
And I do. Slowly and first, but faster and faster after that. One of my
hands goes down to her pussy and enters her, making her moans
louder and her breath shallower.
Canoh Godcan you come, baby? Im so close, Im gon
I cant finish my sentence, because my fingers are squeezed tight by
her walls. She cries out and her knees give up. I grab her waist and
hold her to me and with two more thrust I shoot endlessly inside of
her.
Bella hisses a little when I slip out of her and I immediately pull her to
lie on my chest. I kiss her forehead and try to catch my breath.
I love you so much, baby. Thank you! I say, kissing her temple.
I love you, too. More than Ive ever loved someone.
We drift off to sleep. Our first slumber as a married couple.
Nothing can disturb our piece. Everythings perfect.
Im married. The woman I love is lying next to me and my heart beats
for her.
Everythings right. Everythings perfect.
If I had to go back in time, there isnt a one time Id like to change.
Oh, except the fact that I didnt catch her name that first night.
Hey baby? I ask.

Yeah? Bella mumbles, sleepy.

Im so happy we met again. I kiss her full lips, tighten my arms
around her and fall into a blissful sleep.