summary: It was suppose to be a one night stand but Edward just couldn't let Bella go. She was a cryptic puzzle that he couldnt break.

Bella only wanted his body and nothing else. Besides lust could never turn into love right?

A/N: Here is another one from me, thank you to everyone who took time to help me!

I sat there in front of the lacy panties deciding what would be a good bachelor gift for a frienemy. The secretarial pool was all abuzz about holy-roller Jessica Stanley's wedding and bachelorette party. I could care less but did not want to seem like I was not being supportive. The women in my office were like a cult and if you didn't at least act like you were conforming they would turn on you like rabid dogs. I had enough drama in my life and did not want any more so I went along with it for the time being.

I wanted to scandalize Jessica a little with my gift. I wanted shock to register on her face when she peeled back the frilly pink tissue paper and saw her gift. I wanted to at least provoke a slightly bewildered gasp from her.

I picked up a pair of red crotch less panties examining them more closely. "Can I ask you a question?" someone softly asked. The voice was low and husky but undeniable male. I tossed the crotch-less panties out of my hand as if they were on fire not wanting anyone to see me with them.

My eyes landed on the peculiar color of his deep bronze hair first. It was longer in the front but short around the sides, closely tapered around his ears. The rest of his features seemed ordinary, green eyes, aristocrat nose, and pale complexion. Everything just seems plain until I landed on his mouth. Those sweet lush lips which were curled into a panty melting smile. His features were ordinary till you paired them with that beautiful smile it made him simply spell binding.

"If you were buying a gift for your younger sister what would you go with? This lotion which has glitter in it or this terry cloth robe." His thick eyebrows were furrowed in confusion as he held both up for me to chose from.

Even then he had so much charm in his shy questioning that I didn't mind helping. I found the nervous smirk to be quite cute.

"You're buying your sister something from Victoria Secret?" I questioned.

He shrugged. "I know but it's her favorite store and she's really not that good at dropping hints to what she wants she just assumes I should know everything about her."

"Well if I was you I'd get her a gift card, it's much easier than having to buy a clothing or guess her size." I offered.

"I tried that!" he exclaimed, "But what amount do I get? If it's to small she'll be offended and honestly the way she shops I don't know what a small amount is."

I stared at him for a second before bluntly saying, "You're self deprecating aren't you."

"A little. So the lotion?"

"No,go with the robe. It's really comfortable." I suggested.

"Thanks you were a lot of help." he smiled again. His smile was easily one of his best features and he must have known it because he used it willingly." Do you work here?"

"Oh no, I'm picking up a gift for a co-worker who I hate." I admitted.

"Well here," he held out the lotion with specks of glitter in it. "Give her this."

"No, I want to get her something that will make her cringe." I explained. "Our office is holding a bachelorette party for her. I want her to die from embarrassment."

"Don't most woman get huge plastic dildos and shot glasses that say bride on them for those types of parties." he joked.

I shook my head at his typical guy assumption."Well, this girl in particular acts like she is holier than thou."

"Well than the crotch less panties will definitely work." he suggested. I raised my eyebrow at him and he stammered to explain. "I noticed you holding them, earlier."

My face went hot from embarrassment. "You saw that. Well, I guess I should get them. They would definitely freak her out."

We walked to the register together where he introduced himself to me as Edward and I told him my name is Isabella but everyone calls me Bella. We were so caught up in our conversation that by the time it came for us to leave the store I didn't want our time together to end. So I was happy when he said, "I know a place not too far from here. Would you like to go and grab a drink?"

I let him take me there.

Looking back on it, I realized not once did I ask him if he had a girlfriend or wife. Not once did these questions race across my mind because I simply did not care. I had made it up in my head that I would only fuck Edward Cullen. A one-night stand with no hassle, but it didn't quite work out that way.

The place he took me to was called 'The Harp' an Irish pub on the edge of town. It was right next to the lake which I jogged around each morning yet never noticed the pub corner until now. Compared to the peaceful and serene surroundings of the lake, a pub seemed out of place. The little place had a few booths and a long bar with an arrangement of liquors behind it. There were so many to choose from yet I never had to make a decision.

"The lady will have a shot of Patron with lime." Edward told the bartender. Usually a man ordering for me would have infuriated me but I liked when he did it, I did not have to tell him what I wanted. He just knew.

Once the waiter left Edward turned to me and I asked, "How do you know about this place?"

"The owner is a family friend." he answered flippantly as the bartender returned setting down two shots in front of us with limes hanging from the rims. He took the lime off the rim before lifting his plastic cup. "To new friends."

I repeated his words. "To new friends." I raised my glass with his before taking it back. The warm liquid went smoothly down my throat before causing a fiery sensation in the lining of my stomach. I sucked on the lime to combat the burning. Once it subsided I noticed the tangy taste mixed with the citrus was really delectable.

"Good isn't it?" Edward stared at me and I was instantly filled with an insane arousal.

I nodded my head with approval before changing the subject. "So are you in the bar business too?"

"No, my career choice is no way near interesting-" he paused to take a drink, "I'm an accountant. What do you do for a living?" His gaze pinned me forcing me to answer the question. Usually when I knew I wanted to sleep with a man I would not go through with such extensive questioning. There was no point I would never see them again.

"I'm a secretary for a large law firm."

"That sounds utterly boring." Edward said turning his body a little causing his knees to casually touch mine. "Do you enjoy your job, Bella?"

I frowned while thinking it over. "Some aspects of it, but not everything." With more Patron shots the conversation between us just flowed. He begun funny musings of different people in the bar and I laughed out loud while throwing my head back. It had been so long since I allowed myself to be so free with someone.

As the night went on and everyone started to leave the bar, I touched Edwards shoulder and forced him to lean forward. "Hey, would you walk me home?" He was a stranger who I had met that day but I was willing to risk it all just to feel the touch of his hand on my body.

The same spell bounding smile tipped his face once again. He twirled a wayward strand of my hair around his finger before letting it go. "Sure."

He walked me home, unfortunately nothing happened. At least, not anything I wanted to happen. Once we reached the front steps of my apartment, Edward kissed my hand, respectfully declining to come in for coffee. He gave me the age-old excuse of having a meeting in the morning. I inwardly sighed in disappointment, watching his back as he walked down the street until he disappeared into the night.