My summer with Edward Cullen. I can't even explain it in one word or less. Maybe mind boggling? Eye opening? Life changing? Maybe all three.

Well, before I tell you the story of the summer I need to tell you the story of my life before Edward. Just because my life was changed in such a drastic way doesn't mean that I wasn't happy before. Or that my life wasn't amazing. It was.

I call this segment LBE. Get it? Life Before Edward. Not important...

LBE

My life before Edward was that of a fairy tale. Or maybe the life after proved to be the fairy tale part...or maybe it all came together to fuse into one huge fairy tale. But that doesn't really matter. What matters is that you hear the whole story.

When I was in highschool my best friend, Rachel, and I were relishing in our new found glory. Later curfew, hormones, and Rachel's brother's new license and car. He acted like our taxi service and was happy too drive us anywhere we wanted to be. Jacob Black was my first love, first kiss, first...everything. We went to college together and eventually got married. We were happy. Jacob became an architect and I was a highschool literature teacher. Jacob had always dreamed of making his dream house. He spent his whole life savings on it. And mine. It still wasn't enough.

"What do you mean their repossessing our house? We haven't even finished building it!" Jacob shouted at our friend, and lawyer, Seth.

"I didn't say they were, Jake, chill. You're endanger of having it repossessed." Seth stated calmly, "You're six months behind in your payments. Can you blame the bank for doing this?"

I held my head in my hands. "Seth, you're our best friend. How do we fix this?"

Seth came around his desk and put his hand on my shoulder. "Isabella, you can't. Unless you come up with 15,000 dollars by the end of the month."

I started sobbing into my husbands arms. "Jake, even if I take detention shifts at the highschool we can't come up with that amount of money by the end of the month!"

Jacob held me in his arms and let me cry. I knew it wasn't his fault, but I did partially blame him. What a stupid dream to have loss your whole life over! A house! This is the cause of all this. A freaking house!

"Isabella, shhh. It's ok. We'll figure something out." Jacob ran his fingers through my hair.

I picked up my tear stained face. "How, Jacob? We have no freaking idea on how to fix this."

Seth chimed in, "You could always invest in the lottery."

I glared at Seth and was about to tell him where he could take his advice when Jacob jumped up. "That's it!"

Seth and I both were taken aback at the sudden hope in his tone.

"Jake, I was just joking... you can't really expect to when the lottery." Seth tried to reason with my husband.

Jake started shaking his head at Seth. "No, I know! I have an even better plan."

I spoke up, "Jacob, we can't invest anything. We don't have anything!"

"I'm not talking about investing!" Jacob told me excitedly.

"Then what are you talking about?" Seth and I said at once.

Jacob smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Vegas."

"Holy shit! IZ! We just one 5,000 dollars!" Jacob shouted through the cheers from the people around us.

I nodded at the table warily. "Ok, can we go back upstairs? I'm tired. It's past 3 a.m."

Jacob smiled and spun me around and kissed me. "Yes, and then we can have hot and dirty sex on top of our money." He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"Of course. I'll meet you up in the room in a few minutes. I want to check out a shop first." I kissed him briefly and touched his short black hair. "I love you," I said.

His eyes warmed and he grabbed my hand. "I love you too, Iz."

I watched him go and then walked into the Valentino dress shop that was on my left. I smiled when I saw all the beautiful dresses.

As I was going through some of the racks, I turned around when I heard a bunch of voices behind me.

I felt my eyes widen at the most beautiful man I have ever seen in a tuxedo.

He had light brown hair with the most chiseled face I have ever seen on a man. I saw his eyes flash to me, and I quickly flushed and turned away from him.

I walked to the other side of the store to look at a dress I saw. "Oh." I sighed as I touched the fabric. I held it up to me and twirled side to side with it. It was goregous.

I looked down at the price tag and I felt my face shut down. 5,000 dollars for a freaking dress?

I sighed and put it back on the shelf.

"That looked amazing on you. You should buy it."

I twirled around and gasped in surprise as the beautiful man talked to me. "Oh, well, I can't afford it."

His green eyes twinkled as he drank me in, "Then, I'll get it for you. It's worth it to see such delight on a such a beautiful face."

I blushed and looked down. "Well, thanks, but no."

I started walking to the door and I looked behind me to see what he was doing, and he was no longer there. Did I imagine the whole thing? It was like he was a ghost. Or maybe he was my fairy god mother. I giggled at the thought. Yes, definetly my fairy god mother.

I went up the elevator and went to our room. I found Jacob asleep on the bed with just his boxers on. I instantlly felt regret. I was in there talking to another man, while my husband sat here waiting for me. I crawled into bed next to him trying not to wake him up, but failing miserably when he jolted awake.

"Sorry, baby. But I think I'm to tired for any foreplay tonight." He snuggled up closer to me and i felt all the guilt wash away. I could never love a more perfect man. I curled up next to him and sighed when his hot skin was against mine. This was home.

"Whoa who's that?"

"Man, look at those chips he's playing with! They cost 10,000 a piece!"

"Man he keeps losing 'em too! I would've just taken my money and have left by now!"

Jacob and I reached a crowd over by the blackjack table. I tried to crane my neck and look, but the people in front of me were too tall. I looked at Jacob and saw he was taller than the people in front of us. "Who is it, Jake? Donald Trump?"

He shook his head. "Nah, I've never seen this guy before. He looks sharp though. He definetly has money."

Then there was a break in the crowd and I felt my body go stiff. It was the same man in the dress shop! I saw him look up at me and I turned away and looked at Jacob. "What's his name?"

Jacob looked around and asked some guy next to us. "Hey, what's this guys name?"

The guy looked at us like we were aliens, "Dude, that's Edward Cullen. Of Cullen Enterprises? The biggest billionaire in North America?"

I nodded thoughtfully and looked back towards Edward Cullen. He was no longer at the table. He was standing next to me.

He brought his hand out to shake Jacob's. "Hi, I'm Edward. Do you mind if I can take your girlfriend for a good luck charm?"

Jacob shook his hand and smiled, "This is my wife. You'll have to ask her though. I can't speak for her."

Edward nodded, "Ok. Exuse me, Miss. But would you please accompany me to the table?"

I looked at Jacob warily. He nodded for me to go, "Might as well. You'll get to see how the big boys play."

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Okay, I'll go." I told Edward.

He held out his arm for me and I took it gingerly.

We sat down and he asked me, "Do you know how to play BlackJack?"

"Yes." I answered him.

He smiled a radiant smile, "Good, because I have no idea what I'm doing."

I nodded and looked at his cards. He had a perfect 21.

I looked slyly at him and flipped over his cards. "Blackjack." I told the dealer.

All the people at the table groaned and shot me dirty looks. The dealer pushed over a huge pile of chips over to Edward.

Told a waiter to his right, 'Add this to my Casino tab please. And I would like one over at the table over there."

The waiter nodded and called someone over the telephone.

I looked at Edward. "One what?"

He smiled. "One million."

I shot out of my chair. "You're going to gamble with one million dollars? That's outrageous!"

He leveled his gaze at me, "Dear, when you have as much money as I have, one million isn't even a sliver on top."

I shook my head and started to rise from the table. "I can't take a part of this."

He grabbed my wrist. "Well, you could walk up and leave like you're doing know, but if I lose my million then you're going to feel guilty. But if you come with me and kiss my dice and I win, you'll feel triumphant."

I grabbed my wrist away from him. "You think you know people just because you have money?"

He shook his head at me, "No, dear. I know I know people. Not just because I have money."

I snorted in disgust.

He seemed to realize that I was still going to leave. "Look, just kiss my dice and walk away. I meant it when I said you were good luck."

I stared long and hard at him. "Fine, but that's it. I'm not throwing the dice."

He nodded his head and led me to the table. He placed a sliver chip on the seven and told the dealer, "One million on seven."

The dealer nodded and rolled the dice towards me. Edward waited as I choose two dice and kissed them. I handed them over and watched as he kissed the exact same spot I had.

He threw the dice and I held my breath as they tumbled across the table. I closed my eyes as they stopped. Everyone started cheering and hollering so I opened them back up.

5 and 2.

He got a seven. The lucky bastard got a seven! I jumped and turned to him. "You got it!"

He smiled and said , "All because of your kiss."

I blushed and shoved away from the table. "Well, I better be going back to my husband."

"Right." he said.

"Nice meeting you, Edward." I told him sincerely.

"You, too, Isabella."

I walked back trying to find Jacob when I stopped dead in my tracks. I never told him my name. I turned towards the table to ask him how he knew my name, but he was no longer there.

Thank you for reading this. As you noticed it has a bit of a theme to it. If you have ever seen Indecent Propsal with Demi Moore, I apologize, but this isn't going to be the same story.

Well, one that note, Thanks for reading again!

Love,

Taryn