AN: I KNOW! I am the worst at updating anything. I am the "idea" person in my world. This one keeps knocking at my door tho'. Fair Warning: This will deal with dark themes. If you are faint of heart, don't read this…just sayin'. Standard disclaimer applies to all chapters: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight related. I can at least spell her name correctly in my disclaimer.
Summary: Edward is tired of waiting for the perfect mate. He decides to create one.
She realized the stiffness in her neck and looked up from the book. As she leaned her head from side to side, a glance out the window showed that the daylight was fading. She must've been studying for longer than she thought. She began gathering her things to leave the library when she noticed the person across the room watching her. His intent stare was unnerving as his eyes moved down her body and back to her face. The resulting shiver broke her of the momentary trance. Flinging the rest of her books into her bag, she left the library.
She was just getting her key out to open the ancient door of her truck when a soft voice spoke from behind her, "Excuse me, I believe this is yours."
She turned quickly, nearly knocking the highlighter out of his outstretched hand.
He was beautiful. Eyes so light brown that they were topaz, reddish-brown tousled hair, tall enough that she had to look up.
"Thank you! You didn't have to come all the way out here. I mean, it's just a highlighter." she managed to gasp out.
"Of course I did. How else was I to find out your name and ask you to dinner?" He smiled.
Ooooh he's good… She shifted her weight from foot to foot in nervousness. He seemed kinda strange earlier…but he's sooo hot! "Bella, my name is Bella."
She started to shake his hand, but reached forward too quickly, knocking the highlighter to the ground. He bent to retrieve it; standing slowly.
Did he just sniff me?
"Edward Masen. I would love to take you to dinner tonight, Bella." He said, handing over the marker.
"I'm afraid that I already have plans tonight." Damn! Alice will kill me if I bail on her birthday.
"Hopefully, not a date, I will be crushed." He smirked.
"No. It is my best friend's birthday and we are going dancing. Maybe you could meet us later? We are going to that new club on Fifth, Eclipse." She had no idea where the sudden boldness came from. Her Police Chief Father upbringing suddenly was out the window where this guy was concerned.
"That would suit. I look forward to seeing you and your friend this evening." His voice was low pitched, velvety. He took a step back so that she could finish opening her truck door.
"Thanks again for the help." She said, holding up the highlighter. "I hope I see you later."
She shut the door and started the engine, pulling out of the lot.
AN: Hope you like the start. Chapter 2 will be up shortly and the mayhem will begin in earnest.