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"His Kingdom"

Chapter 2

BPOV

That's Edward Cullen? Holy crap.

No wonder Rose said his name like that. This boy-scratch that, this man should be recognized by all.

I couldn't do anything to control my eyes as they continued to follow him everywhere he went. It was like one of those exercises the ophthalmologist makes their patients do. Follow the finger. Yes sir.

He was greeted by all the supposedly most important people in the hall, starting with Angela Webster. I couldn't believe the amount of envy I felt over Alice as she stood wide eyed next to Mrs. Webster while she had a polite conversation with McSteamy.

I saw her gesture to the bar where I was sitting absent mindedly. I guess she was telling him to go enjoy a drink. His eyes flashed over to where I was sitting briefly but I don't think he noticed me since I was watching him like a hawk. He probably would have made a face at my rudeness. Or was he used to that? I would definitely not be surprised by that.

I recollected my eyes and closed my mouth after watching him for another minute. What the hell was wrong with me. Okay, agreed he was like the Romeo for whom I wanted to be Juliet, the perfect 'thinking man' sculpture I wanted to take pictures of, the crush I want to write in my diary about as a twenty five year old, who's hair I wanted to smell…with who's body I do not want to control my not so noble thoughts with, but…but what? Oh lord I don't even remember what I was thinking about before that. He's stopping my thought process!

I'm twenty five years old. I know I'm attractive and I'm distinguished. I am not the type of girl who drools over a man.

Right. Keep repeating that mantra.

I gulped down my drink at once and the bartender gave me a look that said, 'Yeah, I've seen that reaction before.'

I smiled sheepishly, "Umm…" I cleared my throat again. "Yeah I think I'll have another one of those, please"

He smirked knowingly and got to work. He worked professionally with sure actions. Must have a lot of practice. "You know babe, I think you girls need to get over Cullen and look for more fun guys. He seems to always have something stuck up his butt." He winked at me.

Hmm…Really? I suppose if I looked past the beauty of his face I would comprehend the expressions he wore.

Well, the bartender was right. I needed to get back to myself and he did seem like a pretty fun guy, and it's been a while since I had some fun.

I smiled conspiratorially, "So, what did you say your name was?"

He grinned, "Didn't, its Jacob. Yours?"

"Isabella Swan," I extended my hand out to him. "But my friends call me Bella for short."

He grabbed my hand and shook it twice. His hand sort of lingering as he let go. "My friends call me Jake."

"Well than nice to meet you Jake." I smiled.

"Likewise, Bella."

We both laughed. Now that I'd forcefully…and might I add with some effort ripped my eyes away from codename McSteamy, I could actually notice what the bartender, Jake looked like.

Perfectly tan skin and definitely very muscular. Yeah those two things are a big plus in my book.

Personally a big turn off for me is messed up, dirty teeth. So when he laughed, and his teeth basically blinded my eyes. Oh hell to the yeah. That was a plus. The contrast was dramatic, in a good way.

"So, are you interested in how to mix drinks or something?" He asked curiously.

"Well, actually yeah. I've always wanted to know how you guys can blend all that stuff together and look so good while your at it. Me, mixing all the sodas together at taco bell isn't so impressive compared to that." I laughed.

He smiled big, blinding me again. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Do you want me to show you how you make this drink?"

I paused for a second. "Really?"

"Yeah sure why not?"

"But, won't you get in trouble for letting me?" I asked, even though I really wanted to learn.

"Nah," He said. It probably wasn't right but I liked his blow it off attitude. "No one really bothers me about it." Alright kind of cocky I thought rolling my eyes. Of course. They can't ever be perfect can they.

He opened the mini door for me and gestured to come inside.

I was actually pretty excited. If I learned how to make a couple of drinks me and the entourage would be set at home for the drinking part of dinner at least.

He showed me all the different liquors and flavors, then pointed to the mixing techniques in the recipe book. He said he needed to get some more ice out in front, so he turned and went to the other side of the small space and got to work shoveling the ice into a bucket.

I was busy reading how to prepare a 'Long Island Iced Tea' when someone knocked on the counter in front of me.

"Excuse me miss. I'm sorry to disrupt your reading but could you please get me my drink." I looked up to see the man that was being so rude only to stop dead.

You guessed it. McSteamy was standing in front of me and he was looking straight into my eyes.

A/N: Well I hope it wasn't too short and that you guys enjoyed it. Please let me know what you thought!