A/N: Thanks for reading! You guys are great! I just wanted to apologize for last chapter's grammar and spelling mistakes :( I hope this chapter's better!

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I have to reapply my concealer and foundation.

I've been in here for ten minutes, and it still looks like I've been crying-because I was.

The door creaked. I look up to see a concerned Angela, another secretary, looking at me. "Are you okay?"

"Yea." No.

"Do you want to come out? Jessica invited the cute FedEx guy who's always staring at you." I look up at her and I feel excited. And freaked out. And nauseous. What if he shows up and sees him here?

"Um, yea, Sure."

"Come on. I'll buy you a beer." I get up and walk towards the door. I've always loved how Angela doesn't pry. She just wants to make sure I'm okay, not get gossip about why I'm crying.

When we get to the booth everyone's sitting at I realize how wrong my previous assumption was. It's not just Jessica and some girls. It's everyone. Ben, Collin, Lauren, Mike, Tyler and then a whole bunch of people I don't even know. "Where were you?" Jessica screamed at me, obviously already drunk.

"I was on the phone. Sorry."

"Well, you missed everything," then her voice dropped to a whisper, "I invited Jacob, just for you." She poked my chest with her finger emphasizing the 'for you'.

"Thanks Jess. But you know I already have a boyfriend. I think he's coming actually."

"Oh pish posh. Who cares about boyfriend smoyfriend? Jacob is so sexy and he wants you. And call Edwerid and tell him that he can't come. Office only"

"Jacob doesn't work in our office either."I offered. Not even realizing that our voices had risen in volume.

"Did somebody say my name?" Jacob looked up and was staring at me. Oh wow. I almost melt when he looks at me like that.

"Oh. Um. Well, yea. Jess just told me that she invited you. That's all."

"Cool." He started walking over to me. Is he going to talk to me? I have Edward. I shouldn't even look at other guys when I have a god waiting at home. "I haven't seen you in a while. What's up?"

"Nothing really. Ya know. The usual." Wow, I was babbling. How could I be nervous if I don't like him? I shouldn't be nervous. He's just my friend.

"Hey let me buy you a drink. Do you see anything you like?" He winked at me. Oh wow. How can he be so obvious? Should I flirt back? Or just answer a drink? I couldn't even react before Drunk Jess stepped in.

"She'll have sex on the beach. Oh, and she drinks a Gin & Tonic." I could feel my face flush. How could she say that to him?

"Sounds good. I think I'll have that too." Jacob looked right into my eyes. , and flashed a big bright smile. He walked over to the bar and bent over to lean on his elbows. He was so tall he was almost horizontal leaning over like that. And muscular. I never noticed until now how muscular he is. , like he must lift massive weights. Obviously, he carries boxes for a living.

The Gin & Tonic was good. The gin must have been expensive because you could taste its undertones and flavors. It was good, but so was Jake's company. He told me to call him Jake, not Jacob. , like we were good old friends. He was so funny and witty and kind. "You know I don't want to work at FedEx forever. I'm just saving up."

"What are you saving up for?"

"Oh well, my real passion is cars. I want to open an auto body shop, where I could do repairs and custom work and stuff. When I was a teenager I even made my own car out of scrap. It was so awesome."

"That's really awesome. To work your way up like that. It's noble." What was I saying? I sounded so stupid. I mean, this was what he liked, It's showed a lot of hard work and character that he's willing to work at a job for a while so he could save up to make his dream come true. But why did I have to tell him that. It made me sound like some idiot.

"So what kind of car do you have?"

"Oh well, it's a rust red '53 Chevy. It's beat up but it runs and I love driving it."

"That's impressive. If it ever needs a tune up or anything call me." He slipped me a napkin that had a number on it. Wow, when did he even write this? I picked up the napkin and slid it into my purse. The front door to the restaurant swung open. I looked up at the sudden noise and my breathe caught in my throat. Why was he here? I can't believe he showed up. I hope he didn't see that I took Jake's number. Please, please I hope he didn't see that.

"Edward, this is an office party, and you don't work in this office. So, you need to leave. Sorry." Jessica was such an idiot. I can't believe that shit that comes out of her mouth sometime.

"Sorry Jessica. I was just looking for Bella," he scanned the bar and his eyes burrowed into mine for a second, "Oh. There she is. I'll be out of your hair in just a second Jess." Then he flashed he the most breath-taking smile ever and she stood no chance, no matter how many margaritas she already drank. She just looked dumbfound and smiled and spit out a feeble, 'Okay.' Then he looked at me. "Bella, I need to talk to you. Is it okay if we step outside for a moment?" I nodded my head and got off my stool. I looked back at Jake to say good bye but his eyes were full of some emotion that was hard to decipher.

Fear? Understanding?

...Anger?