Hey so I'm back with another choice as promised. For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, I have a poll on my profile with three different stories. One story, My Nearest & Dearest Enemy, is up already and the next one will be up probably right after this. So if you me to continue this on review and vote. Check out the other choices and my main story, Moxie.
I always almost forget this thing: I don't own Twilight, Mrs. Meyer does.
I was walking down the street when I saw her for the first time.
I was thinking about the day I was having the office, it was stressful and I was on break. Forgive me, I'm Edward Masen of Co-CEO of Cullen & Masen, an esteemed law firm. Anyway as I was saying, I was thinking about my day as I walked to get coffee from the café across from the office. The brown-eyed angel bumped into me and apologized quickly with a smile. She continued on her way and me on mine. I glanced over my shoulder, watching her walk away.
When I got into the coffee shop I noticed I didn't have my wallet. I was sure I had it before I left the office. Luckily the cashier was a woman and gave me my coffee on the house. I walked back to the office and looked for my wallet. I was called to the ground floor.
"Alice, you called me," I said.
Alice, my adopted sister, looked up, "Oh right, some business man found this on the ground," she said handing me my wallet. Oh god, I looked through it quickly and found that all my cards were there but my clip of five hundred dollars wasn't.
"Did he look rich Alice?" I asked exasperated.
"Quite, why?" Alice asked.
"I'm missing my clip of money," I said walking away with a wave. I suppose it's better than my cards, it was, after all, only five hundred dollars. I shook my head and thought back to the brown-eyed angel I'd met.
I headed back upstairs to deal with the case I was working on. My mind kept wandering back to my brown-eyed angel and her beautiful smile. I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in," I said.
"Hello Edward," my partner, Carlisle Cullen, said. He was 43 years old compared to my 29.
"Carlisle, what can I do for you?" I asked.
"We have the bachelor party for my son, Emmett tonight," Carlisle reminded me. I had forgotten completely.
"Ah yes, I suppose I should wrap this up," I said picking up my files. Carlisle told me he would wait for me downstairs. I gathered my coat and briefcase and headed to the elevator. Carlisle was waiting were he said he would.
"Where is this again?" I asked.
"It's at a high end strip club I suppose you could say," he replied.
"What's it called?" I asked.
"Vicky's," he replied.
I nodded I had heard of it before; there's so much gossip going around the office. We headed to the car that was waiting on us. We rode in silence. I loosened my tie and removed my jacket.
"We're here Mr. Cullen and Mr. Masen," the driver said.
Carlisle thanked him and told him we would call when we were ready for him. We entered Vicky's and were met by a fiery red-headed woman.
"I'm Victoria, owner of this establishment," she greeted.
"We're looking for Cullen," Carlisle said.
"Ah yes, I have my best girls for you," Victoria said beckoning us to follow her. We headed to a secluded area with its own stage. We saw Emmett and Jasper, Carlisle's sons, waiting along with Mike Newton and Ben Cheney.
"Gentlemen," I greeted taking a seat.
"Yo, Edward been a long time man," Emmett said nodding. I nodded back an ordered whiskey from the waitress.
"I'll tell the girls you are ready Mr. Cullen," Victoria said. Emmett thanked her and settled in. Music came on and the dancer was announced as Isabella. The last person I ever expected came out, my brown-eyed angel.
So let me know what you think by clicking that button down there. Check out the other choices and let me know which story you want me to finish first by voting on my profile :) Oh and have fun at New Moon, hopefully I can make it out to the theaters to see it this weekend.