HERE'S AN IDEA THAT JUST POPPED INTO MY HEAD. I'D LIKE TO SEE WHERE IT GOES, WON'T YOU COME ALONG FOR THE RIDE?

STEPH YOUZ MAH HOME GIRL, THANKS FOR LETTING ME BORROW YO MINDZ

I rolled over rubbing my eyes, trying to get the sleep out of my eyes. I tried to remember where I was. This bed was to cheap to be mine, I looked at the girl next to me. Her blonde hair was all over the place and her ribs were sticking out, her breathing was even indicating that she was still asleep. I quickly got off the bed, cracked my back, and searched for my pants and shirt. Quickly locating them I dressed and slipped out of the front door into the hallway of her apartment, I adjusted my rolex and smoothed down my Armani pants and rolled up the sleeves of my dress shirt. I ran a hand through my messy hair and strolled down towards the elevators, wishing I was home already. I had a headache and a dire need for caffeine. Good thing there was a starbucks on every corner. I strolled through the lobby like I owned the place, which is partially true. I fucking owned half the city, not me, myself but my name did. Half these buildings were built by my name. Cullen was a name that was well known and respected.

I rubbed my hands up and down my face trying to get rid of the headache that was forming as I made my way through downtown Chicago. I slipped into the nearest Starbucks and had to wait in line. I frowned, I don't wait in lines. I quickly made my way to the cashier, a blonde again. I smirked this would be too easy.

I leaned on the counter completely ignoring the brunette behind me. "Hey sweetheart, whats your name." I asked making a point to look at her breasts. With a low cut black shirt like hers it was hard to imagine that she was asking for anything less. I had two eyes, and a dick. It was my job to look.

She giggled and pushed her hair behind her ear. "Lauren. What can I get you?" She asked looking straight at my chest where I had left some buttons unbuttoned.

"I'll have a Venti Black with a shot of expresso." I smirked making it obvious that I was answering her chest and not her.

"Sure thing, it's on me." She winked as she wrote down my order on my cup. "Whats your name?"

"Edward." I winked as I walked away. Bitches were all the same, give them a wink and a smooth line and they were like putty in my hands. I oozed sex and they snapped to attention when I came around. It was all too easy for me.

I leaned on the counter waiting for my order to come up.

I pulled out my iphone and scrolled through it to try to remember what went down last night. It must have been fucking wicked if I couldn't remember it.

"Edward Venti black shot of expresso!" My order was yelled out by a short brunette. I looked over her once, agreeing that she was good looking. Nothing special but still good to look at.

"Thanks baby." I smirked, giving her my dropping panties look. She just raised her eye brow before frowning and turned back to make the next drink.

I shrugged, plenty of pussy that would melt at the sight of my smirk. She must be a lesbian.

I pulled on my Ray Bans and made my way toward my apartment. Hopefully tonight would be as good as last night.

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