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Birthdays, Bands, and Boys

The clacking of Bella's heels on the pavement echoed throughout the parking structure. It was the only sound this late at night. It was a bit unsettling, but Bella was on a mission and wouldn't be swayed from her task.

Her friends had warned her that going back alone to get her camera wasn't such a great idea for this time of night, and especially this location. But, she'd waved off their warnings and offers to go with her, knowing it was only a quick trip.

She had to get a picture with Bobby Foster, the musician who was playing at the venue she and her friends were attending. Bella had seen Bobby several times but had never been able to get a decent picture with the man. And tonight, she was going to get one, no matter the cost.

The evening had already been long under way by the time Bella realized her camera was missing, and a phone picture just wasn't going to cut it. The drinks had flowed, the girls had flirted, and Bella was in high spirits as she walked to the car.

It wasn't until she was almost there when she heard the muffled steps behind her. As swiftly as she could in her inebriated state, she turned around, her body tense with terror at the unexpected company.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you," the soft, deep voice said in a soothing tone. "It's just that I saw you out here by yourself and wanted to make sure you were all right."

The man pulled down the hoodie that had been covering his face and Bella gave a sigh of relief. Friendly eyes the color of amber looked back at her and she was relieved to recognize one of the guys from the concert. It seemed that flirting did have its advantages.

"Um, do you wear contacts?" Bella asked, unable to tear her eyes away from his piercing ones which seemed to look straight into her soul.

He shut his eyes in a grimace and replied, "No, it's the fluorescents." She shook her head as she thought about how low the lighting was in here, but it was obviously something he didn't want to talk about.

"Well, I'm just gonna grab my camera and we can head back," she said, opening the car door and digging around for the errant item in question.

It wasn't until she felt his warm body pressed up against hers - and was rapidly turned so that Bella's back was pressed against her car - that she realized her ass had been in full view earlier. Which, apparently, was way too tempting for this guy.

In mere seconds, his fingers were at the side of her face and his tongue was attacking her mouth. Bella's body should have been fighting against him, but the earlier flirtation with him and the booze in her system slowed down her defense mechanism.

Finally, her brain took over her libido and Bella shoved him away slightly. His eyes were no longer the beautiful gold color but a terrifying red one. She gasped for a moment but still couldn't pull away.

It was then that she realized that his grip on her was really tight - tighter than she would have liked. But his amazing lips were now working their magic on her neck, licking and sucking and making her moan like no other. She couldn't stop this man if she tried.

"What's your name?" Bella panted out, barely able to form a coherent thought. But the one thing she knew was that he had a power over her that she couldn't control. The least she could do was get his name before he ravaged her in this empty parking lot.

His lips broke away for a moment but his body pinned Bella's roughly against the car, his hardened length pressed between them telling her just how much he was enjoying this whole thing. "My name. Is. Edward," he grunted out, thrusting his hips into hers with each word.

Bella knew this was a bad idea; she was still in a public parking garage, no matter how deserted. But something about this man was inviting her in. And, it was her birthday, after all. How many times did a girl turn twenty-four anyway?

Before her brain had processed all this, her body was already acting of its own volition. Her hands had coiled around his neck, her hips pressing themselves closer to his. Edward groaned as Bella began her own attack on his body with her lips.

"I want you," Edward both commanded and pleaded at the same time, his red eyes darkening to an almost black color.

"I'm yours," was all Bella could get out as his fingers pressed harder into her skin, causing her to let out a moan. She moved her hands to the front of his jeans, showing him that she was more than ready.

In a flash, Edward had her arms pinned above her head, firmly positioned on the roof of the car. He nudged her legs farther apart with his knee and moved her hair away from her neck.

Bella's body was a writhing mess and he hadn't even touched her where she wanted him most. Her body shivered when she felt his warm tongue slide up and down her neck, the blood pulsing through it like a drum.

There was a low growl from Edward, reverberating through Bella's exposed neck and down to her core. It was the perfect anesthetic for the pain that should have been coursing through her body at that very moment, but all Bella could feel was the suction that Edward's lips were producing on her neck.

When he pulled away, he looked down at her with love and devotion. "You are mine. Always!" he said fiercely, pulling her into his arms just as her body started to collapse.

It was dark all around her, her body burning from the inside out. The last thing she remembered was a cold kiss on her forehead and the quiet whisper, "Happy Birthday, my mate."

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