So here, Edward and Jessica have been married for 12 years and have two kids who are 11 years old and 7 years old. Bella is a single lawyer who's just recently started out at Edward's law firm. Mike is Edward and Jessica's flirty neighbour just 3 houses down from their house.
By the way, I know nothing about being a lawyer or whatever so bear with me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
BPOV
This year I'm turning thirty. I just became a lawyer. I've been working really hard for this. My father, who was a police chief, had always been about the law. Always told me to drive in the speed limit, follow the rules, and go by the guidelines and to set a good example to the other kids. It was a bit too much so I ended up getting a bit of a rebellious taste, not that I would act on it. I'm 'Daddy's Little Girl'. I thought for sure in high school that I'd be an author or a doctor... Last minute, I ended up choosing law.
My boss, Mr. Cullen is the most beautiful man to walk this earth... and dang it, he's married. Well, I wouldn't blame him. He's gorgeous and it'd be a sin itself for him to be single. I've met his wife. She visited once, to give him his lunch. I was hoping she'd be a blonde bimbo who would be the rudest person on Earth but she turned out to be a pretty and nice woman who went to Harvard along with Mr. Cullen. She was also brunette.
Mr. Cullen's such a nice person... I keep falling over, stuttering and saying stupid things ("Oh, hey Mr. Cullen, sir, n-nice weather for... eating...?") in front of him and not once has he questioned my intelligence.
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I'm sitting at my desk looking through a civil case when Mr. Cullen shows up at my door.
"Hey, Ms. Swan," he greets me with a dazzling smile.
"Oh, hello Mr. Cullen," I smile back.
"Need any help?" he asks, gesturing to my folder.
"This?" I hold the folder up, "Nah, it's a pretty simple one."
I attempt to look cool, dignified and intelligent by scoffing and tossing the folder onto my desk casually but it hits goes across the desk and the papers fly all over the floor. Just my luck. I get out of my chair to pick up all of the papers. Mr. Cullen comes over to help me.
"I'm so sorry," I say blushing like crazy, "I swear I'm actually smarter than this..."
"I know," Mr. Cullen laughs it off, "I used to do things like this back in my earlier days."
"Really?" I look up. Mr. Cullen laughs again. Oh, what a beautiful sound.
"No."
"Yeah, thought so."
I gather the rest of the papers and just turkey stuff it into my folder. Mr. Cullen looks pointedly at it.
"You gonna fix that?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. I blush again.
"Oh. Yeah, of course," I reply, turning back and dumping out all of the papers out of the folder onto my desk. "I was going to do that after you left, but then you asked about it. So... yeah."
I can practically smell the awkwardness in the air. Mr. Cullen turns around to leave but then stops and turns back.
"Hey, it's my son's eighth birthday this Saturday," he starts, "Do you want to come?"
"Me?" I ask stupidly.
"Oh no, I meant the fern over there in the corner," Mr. Cullen's eyes twinkle with mischief. That's a first for me. I start to relax.
"Oh... Well, he can't," I grin, "We're going to the movies."
"What a shame," Mr. Cullen shakes his head, "It was going to be fun."
"You know, we can cancel if you invite me too."
"Okay, consider yourself invited."
Mr. Cullen winks and then leaves. I think I would have looked half as confident if I hadn't blushed tomato red so quickly that he could see me despite the fact that he turned away not one second after he winked.
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