Summary: Before cheating on their "other half" Bella and Edward have a chat about what they're doing and why it might be wrong, but correct at the same time. Although, nothing like this is ever correct, they can't help but deny that this isn't a one night thing. BxE (All human!)

Wrote this in two hours- excuse me for any mistakes. Um, this would make a GREAT lemon, but I can't write Lemons... I tried but it's just so- awkward... you know? If anyone would like to write a lemon based off of this chapter they may- they could you use these words below. Just you know- tell me or credit me. Something like that. I have a little make-out scene, but that's about as far as I go.

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Listening to: Just Dance by: Lady GaGa/ Drinking: The words for this one-shot/ Eating: Some Skittles/ My mood: Hyper and annoyed

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Practically everything was done. The dinner was scheduled for nine AM sharp and I had just fished Tanya's "Red, Slim-fit" dress from that little shop downtown. "Oh, Bella," Tanya called from her office. I shuffled the papers on my desk and hastily made my way toward the slim blond's place of work. The door to Tanya's office was open, exposing her "zen" music, which only played in times of desperate stress or when Edward was coming.

I hadn't met him, and I certainly didn't want to; after hearing so much about the green-eyed-god I practically knew him as well as Tanya, if not better. There was no part of me that wanted to meet the man who "could make Tanya spasm with a wiggle of his finger" or nearly had my boss crawling on her knees to give her boyfriend an "exotic experience". He sounded like a pig.

With my fingers digging deep into my palm, I held my breath while praying with all of my might that this wasn't true. No, no, no! He gripped my waist, his large thumb rubbing circles into my lower back. His nose peacfully grazed the naked skin of my neck and his hot breath lingered against my chest. My heartbeat was undeniable and my dizziness was an effect of his hot breath and this heated room. My head thumped, creating it's own beat, slower then my heart.

As much as I knew this was wrong (and feeling so right), I knew it would be almost impossible to stop, as it would be for any women in my position.

I'm sure even Tanya couldn't resist the charm of her future husband. Even when she wasn't exactly in the "mood". That's just how Edward is; he's attractive and clever. There's no way that anyone could say no to the man who could put you under an amazing spell in seconds with his look's or his crooked smile. The charming touches and the few seductive ideas he had given me were always a little helpful too.

My heart went erratic as I pulled my myself closer to Edward, wanting to feel the warmness I was missing from my pathetic life. Sure, if we were caught, my life would be over, as would Edward's. My job, my work- my everything would not be anything. Tanya ran my life, she bought my food, clothes, furniture and rent by giving me that amazing paycheck. I wasn't ready to find another well paying job. Yet, here I am with her future husband, about to make love for the first time.

"I'm not so sure about this," I whispered, pulling my head back and not daring to meet the peircing stare of those green eyes I had come to love by first sight.

The music was louder when I entered the room, and Tanya's face was a beautiful mess. "There you are," she breathed out in relief, both sides of her lips a different color. "I know, I look-"

"Ridiculous?" I offered, biting my lip to keep the laugher in.

"Yes, yes." She sighed. "Now, back to the point." She looked back into her compact mirror. "Which color?"

I shook my head, picking the deep red which she agreed with, saying something about it matching the color of her skin and the dress, will adding a seductive touch to it. She continued to talk as I spaced out, watching the screen of her computer flash back and forth between photos. There was one of a certain "green-eyed-god", and I was sure that, that was Tanya's charming man, her date and her exotic sex buddy.

One thing was for sure, he definitely was a good (scratch that)- gorgeous looking man...

In the middle of Tanya's explosive conversation the phone rang, and I was instantly kicked out by only Tanya's long fingers, painted red. I went back to my desk, hoping to fix the mess I had gathering and staking up along the sides of my desk (my actual desk was full). I heard the elevator open and thought nothing of it; we had people running in and out of this floor all of the time. This person was just like any other person. Automatically, the person walked by me and headed straight for Tanya's office. Which, again, I thought nothing of.

Suddenly, there was a squeal and a loud chuckle, dragging me from my world to the world of happy Tanya's and work. My eyes drifted toward the horrible noise, toward Tanya's office, where the door was wide open and she was in some man's arms. From the back- well, he looked beautiful.

Sizzle. Fry. Hot as fuck.

And I hadn't even seen his face, but he sure did have an ass of a god.

"Bella," Tanya called for me again, catching my spying-eye. "Come here, I have someone for you to meet."

I couldn't object, like I had done so much with Renee and I was positive that Tanya and mother were not in some evil plot to get me and some other man together as her and Alice tried with Mike. Though, if this guy was as good looking as his back-side then I might have to reconsider.

When I reached the office, the only thing I could see was the amazing pair of green eyes, sparkling right back at me. Tanya's descriptions, had obviously done this guy no justice.

Edward's hands left my waist, sailing their way to the sides of my face and cupping my cheeks. He turned my head so I was facing him, but my eyes did not follow. "Please, look at me, Bella," he softly commanded with his voice smooth as silk and as husky as possible.

I couldn't resist. Edward, since day one, had this control over me. Almost as if he could command me to do anything without hesitation. Like a spell of some kind, it was magical but dangerous.

Needless to say: I hated it.

My eyes met with the amazing pair of green eyes making my heart (and stomach) pitter-patter within my body. My mouth became dry and my lips were no longer moist, but instead hot and dry. My whole body felt out of whack.

"We're not doing anything wrong," Edward attempted to reassure me with gentle words, a sweet tone and a large lie. While also dragging his thumb over my face- in a romantic, cheesy sorta way.

I pulled away, taking a good two steps back. "Not doing anything wrong?" I questioned, allowing my jaw to hang open and then quickly clasp shut. "How- How can you even say that? You're going to marry my boss!"

He took a step closer making me take another one back. "I'm in love with you," was all he said, running a hand through his hair and pinching the bridge of his nose. His cheeks were red, his dress shirt crumpled and untucked, the first two buttons hanging off strands of white string. It was attractive, distracting and drool-worthy.

Wait. Certainly- he didn't just... "What?" It was the only thing I dared allow to escape my lips.

We stood together in silence, he pacing back and forth and me standing, completely still, in shock. "You love me?" I let myself take a few paces back 'till my back (the beautiful white dress) hit a wall. I slowly slid down the red wall until my butt was placed firmly on the floor, pressed against the edge wall as well. I sat staring at my hands, watching the outline of Edward's figure pace back and forth and unknowing of what to do, from the corner of my eye.

Life suddenly seemed to be falling down. This -what me and Edward have- was never suppose to become anything real. No feelings, no attachments, no pain. Yet, he had said it, those horrible three words. He was the first to cave in and admit that we had feelings, besides those for our "other half", his being Tanya(my boss) and mine being Jacob (my childhood best friend). Now, like I could ever escape Edward's grasp. I was too distracted (thinking/dreaming) to even notice Edward's body slip next to me. It wasn't until he grabbed my left hand that I had become aware of his presence, or of how cool his body actually was. "Was it too fast?" He asked, pressing his lips against my wrist, and creating a trail of numbness up and down my left arm. The heat of his lips disappeared; his love overheated everything.

His fingers interwined with my own and he calmy brought my hand up to his lips and quickly layed kisses along my knuckles. I managed to whisper, "It's impossible."

"Love is not impossible." He shrugged and tugged on my hand. "We'll just have to try harder then most people." His hot lips continued to travel along my knuckles.

My hand pulled back, whipping a few traitor tears that had escaped and traveled a distance down my cheeks. "Don't," I choked out. "Just- please, stop."

Edward's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to his side. "Don't what?"

My eyes closed, all my body leaned against Edward in some hope that he would hate it and push me off. He didn't. I felt vunerable and sick and my world continued to spin round 'n round. "Stop making it sound like it's possible. Like it's a simple walk in the park to just be in love with a beautiful man-whom is engaged to my hard-ass boss," I cried into his side, hoping my tears would disgust him (they were getting on his tux) and that he would pull away. He didn't.

"Just stop," I begged one more.

"I'm not saying this is going to be easy." Edward kissed the top of my head, taking away the headache that began to form. His fingers wound up entangled with mine once again.

I rolled my eyes. "No shit, Sherlock."

Edward chuckled. "This is worth it though; I get to be here with you." He smiled, allowing his white teeth to shine in the heat of the dark room. "I get to do things that- that dog has never dreamed of." The dog he was referring to happened to be my current boyfriend, the man I'm cheating on, Jacob Black.

"Guilt can eat people alive." I turned my head to side, looking out the window into a view of Seattle's waterfront and the boardwalk. This condo, my condo, was currently our meeting place, soon to be me and Jacob's place. Together. The place were we would inevitably have sex, cuddle and eat dinner.

The man beside me laughed, kissed my neck and rubbed my right arm, as if I were chilly. "Innocence can be deadly too."

"And just how?" I asked, sounding like I was at the verge of losing my voice.

Edward moved ahead of me and smiled that infamous crooked grin. "It makes your life boring, and lifeless."

I shook my head. "I love Jacob. Life shouldn't be boring or lifeless."

"Then why is it?" Edward moved closer, his lips capturing the jaw. The heat of his lips burned against the flesh Jacob's lips had also invaded, creating something that felt like betrayal in my heart. The heat and the remembrance of Jacob's lips against my flesh burned me.

Pressed against the wall, my fingers dug into Jacob's back, his hot flesh feeling like sand beneath my fingers. Rough and hot. Through the noise of the pounding storm was the sound of our sloppy breathing and our messy kisses and somewhere was the noise of Charlie's television show, left on from Billy's last visit. Jacob's lips pressed against mine with as much force and as passion to still say this -whatever we were attempting to do- was still somewhat romantic.

The white V-neck Jacob had been wearing disappeared, flying across my room as had my jacket earlier. Our lips separated for a few seconds and Jacob took this amazing time to press his forehead against my own. He chuckled and placed both of his hands onto my waist. I bit my lower lip, in attempt to settle my breathing, unaware of what I was truly saying to Jacob Black.

Jacob grinned. "Fate's working for us, isn't it?"

"In some way? Yes."

His grinned dropped, only slightly, and suddenly his face was serious. "I love you, Bella," he murmured, his beautiful brown eyes looking into my own.

"I love you, Jacob." I grinned happily, and placed one hand one Jacob's neck and the other onto his waist.

Abruptly, his lips were against my own, a soft kiss against my lips. I let a much needed moan from beneath Jacob's mouth and tried with all of my might to draw Jacob's body closer to my own. He laughed from underneath our lips at my eagerness and slid a leg between my own two legs, creating an odd pressure and soaring amount of pleasure, that ran through my body to the very ends of my finger-tips.

He lazily traced my jaw with his lips, scrapping his teeth against my pale and almost naked skin.

I let my shoulders fall. "I don't know." Why had I stayed with Jacob, if everything felt like an ever-repeating cycle?

"He's the safe choice," Edward whispered, slowly dragging the straps of my dress down.

Not admitting it out loud, he was so true. "Then what are you?"

He paused, his fingers lingering against my skin. The eyes I had fallen for at first sight were now dark- an almost black in the shadows of this room. "I'm the monster."

There was no denying that, I thought as the dress I was wearing disappeared into the darkness of the room and everything became a muggy mess. The room got hotter, the kisses got rougher and the pain and heartbreak stayed the same, beating against and within my body. I came to the conclusion that work was going to be fun tomorrow....

Okay- I'm unsure of this one-shot but hey! why not let people read it anyway? I wanted to make this a story- I was just kind of typing. Anyways, this is all I plan to write. Maybe, in a few years (if I'm still here) I'll add lemon or something. Once I get better!

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