Here is chapter one, obviously. I hope you enjoy it, and I'd love it if I got some reviews ... It's always good to have feedback.
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My head was pounding when I became coherent in the morning. It took an incredibly long amount of time to form a clear thought. I was feeling ridiculously sluggish. I knew I had to wake up because Rose and Alice wouldn't be awake anytime soon.
I attempted to roll onto my back, but a body was behind me, stopping me from rolling any farther than I had already. Come to think of it, arms were wrapped around me. The next thought that filled my head was, holy shit some random guy is spooning me and I have no idea where I am. At least this meant I'd have Rose and Alice off of my back for the next few years. Now, to get out of bed.
I tried to inch away from the man behind me, but he just pulled me closer, crushing me to his chest. Grumbling inaudibly to myself, I forcibly removed his arms from around my waist. I rolled off of the bed, taking the sheets with me, and landing on the floor with a loud 'umph'! The man jumped in his sleep, but didn't wake. I breathed a sigh of relief, and set out about finding my cloths.
It took awhile, but I finally had them all on. Next: find my purse. I had the key to my hotel room in there, and I kind of needed that to get back to my friends. When I finally found my bag and began picking it up – I noticed something on my finger.
"Fuck!" I yelled. I was staring at a wedding band, wrapped around my finger. I didn't just have a one-night-stand but I got fucking married in Vegas. I was so going to kill those two. I was so in shock that I didn't notice the footsteps that signaled the man walking up behind me.
"Hm … I wouldn't mind if we did that again," the man whispered huskily in my ear. I jumped out of his embrace.
I stood in shock for a moment, taking him in in all his naked glory. His hair was a bronze mess on the top of his head, green eyes sparkled out from underneath the few wisps of hair that fell into them. His jaw line was impeccable and even his morning stubble wasn't all that bad, especially since I tended to have an aversion to facial hair.
He had a beautiful set of abs that were honestly making me drool just a little bit. His arms were muscular and nice. And dear god, his cock was huge. I must have had some incredible sex last night. Unfortunately, I didn't remember any of that. So, right now, the most important thing was getting myself out of here and getting this marriage annulled.
"I … uh … Have to go?" I said, my statement turning into a question.
"There is no need, Ms. Cullen. We are married after all," he said, walking closer to me. My knees were becoming weak.
"Um. About that, we're getting this annulled. ASAP. So, I guess that means I'll need your address," I told him, after I had put my head back on straight and was sure I was going to stumble over my words like an idiot.
"Mm, but I don't particularly care for this marriage to be annulled. I think I drunkenly married the right woman, and I'm not about to let you go," he said, his chest touching mine.
"We are going to annul this."
"I don't think we will," he said, lowering his mouth to my neck, my knees gave out, but he held me up. How did he know exactly where to kiss me to completely dissolve my resolve? Wait. Right, we had sex last night. He probably figured it out then.
I managed to push him away, but how I did it, I will never really know. "Give me your address. I'll send the papers. I have to get back to my friends, they'll be worried sick by now," I told him, then mumbled to myself, "and I have a bone to pick with them."
The man laughed, "Why don't you give me your address? Things will go a lot more smoothly then, I hope."
"And you'll let me walk out of here?" I asked him, eying him warily. With my luck, he'll show up at my door with a bouquet of roses and a suitcase telling me he's moving in. Watch, it'll happen. I guarantee it.
"Sure. After you let me get your breakfast," he smirked at me when he heard my stomach growl noisily.
"Fine." Before he could do anything, I strode as far away from him as was humanly possible in this hotel room. I waiting as he ordered food, had it delivered and then set it out for us to eat. Thank god he had some boxers on my now.
"So, Bella, why are you in Vegas?" he causally asked me as I began shoveling food in my mouth as fast as I could manage so I could hightail it out of here.
"The people I used to call my friends. They literally had to drag me here," I said quickly. He nodded.
"I'm here on business," he didn't offer anymore. "So, Bella, where do you live?" Wait. Did he just call me Bella? How the hell did he know my first name when I only knew his last … and that was only because we had gotten drunkenly married!
"Um …," and I have him the address, "And, by the by, what is your name?"
He snickered, "Edward."
"Of course. Now, if you don't mind, I'm leaving. And please, don't make this into too big of a deal," I said to him.
"I'll see what I can do," he grinned at me.
I practically ran out of my room. When I got into the hallway and down into the lobby, I realized something: This was the hotel I was staying in, too. Holy shit this was weird.
A few minutes later I stormed into my hotel room to see Alice and Rose joking lightly with each other. I was fuming. When they turned their heads to look at me, they balked, not understanding why I was so upset.
"What the hell were you two thinking last night?" I yelled at them.
"Well, when you went off with that guy, well, we assumed you were going to get lucky. Did you not?" Rose responded coolly.
"Sure I did. But guess what else I got?" I held out my hand towards them. Alice's eyes went wide. Rose paled.
"Shit," they said together.
"You got married," Rose sated dumbly.
"No shit Sherlock, just figure that out? Now, what the hell am I going to do? The guy didn't seem so keen on getting this thing annulled," I told them, flopping out on a bed, exhausted. And it was only the morning.
"I'm so sorry, Bella, I should have paid more attention," Alice said, sitting down next to me, Rose followed suit.
"Is he hot?" Rose asked after a moment of silence.
"Fucking gorgeous," I answered.
"Then why is it so bad that you're married to him?" Alice questioned.
"I don't know, maybe it's because I didn't know his first name until a few hours ago? Or maybe it's because I have no idea who he is, or how the hell we met. And, on top of that, why I was stupid enough to get hitched in Vegas," I let out in one long breath.
"I see," was all Rose said.
"We'll help you through this," Alice promised, "Just, don't bite my head off, okay? I'd rather like to stay alive."
I laughed. "Fine. Well, we have a plane to catch in … five hours. We should get going now," I told them.
"What? Don't you need to talk to your hubbie? How are you going to communicate with him if you don't have any of his information?" Alice asked me, confused.
"Well, he's got my address. He wouldn't give me any of his info. So, I went with the next option so I would actually be able to leave and come back here. I didn't want to stay in that room with my big ass mistake standing right in front of me, pantless."
"Ooo … was his big?" Alice asked me.
"You have no idea," I answered, shaking my head. It would be just like her to go straight to sex when I was in a terrible position that I was liable to spontaneously combust from. How could I have been so stupid?
"Hey, Bella, your language has gotten a hell of a lot worse since you got back from wherever you were. Mind telling us why?" Rose innocently asked me.
"Because I'm fucking pissed off at myself, Edward, and you two for failing your friend duties. You better find a way to make this up to me or I'm never going to forgive you and you know it, too," I told Rose and Alice at the same time.
"Fine, fine," Rose said, "Let's just get going. We don't want to miss our flight."
We packed up rather quickly and flew out of the door and headed down to the lobby. My eyes grew wide when I spotted him exiting the elevator. What was he doing here? Right. He was staying in this hotel, too. His head swiveled around, searching the area for something. Then his eyes landed on me, my eyes grew wide, like a deer caught in the headlight as he started to walk towards me.
"Rose! Alice! Let's go a little faster now," I hissed through my teeth, pushing them to get going, I didn't want to have to talk to Mr. Fuckable again. Oops. Did I just say that? I meant to say Mr. Asshole, or something along those lines.
"What? We're going at just a fine pace," Rose said.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, was spun around, and lips were pressed against me. I froze.
"Oh," I heard Alice and Rose say behind me.
"I've missed you, Ms. Culled," he said against my lips.
I mentally shook myself and pushed him off of me. "Leave me alone, Edward. I'm going home."
"What a coincidence. I happen to be coming home, too. Maybe we'll be sitting next to each other on the plane," he winked at me. I internally groaned.
"Do me a favor, and leave me alone, okay?" I said, turning around and dragging Alice and Rose along behind me as I headed towards the exits. We called a cab, hopped in, and made our way to the airport. I prayed that Edward had just been joking, I didn't particularly care to see him again. Sure he was outstandingly good looking, but that didn't mean I should just drop everything and marry him. That would be completely ridiculous, and I know it. Unfortunately, I doubt my friends agree with me on this one.
"So, Bella, why didn't you tell us that he was that good looking?" Alice asked me once we were sitting in wait of the plane. There still wasn't any sign of Edward, a good thing, too.
"I told you he was gorgeous. But that doesn't mean I want to stay married to him. I mean, I married him when I was drunk! I don't even remember leaving the club, or even meeting him, for starters. How do you expect me to do that? What if he is some crazy murder person?" I asked the two of them.
From my side I heard a voice say, "Ms. Cullen, I can assure you that I am not some 'crazy murder person'." It was Edward. Damn.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, glaring.
"Going home. After all, we do live together now. Or, have you forgotten that you're married to me?" he asked me, sitting down behind the three of us girls.
I scowled. "We're getting this annulled."
"No, we're not," he retorted. I practically growled, but decided to turn my attention away from him to talk to my two friends.
"So, what do you say about going to get something to eat when we get back? I'm feeling a bit peck-ish, but I don't really want to have any airplane food," I said to the two.
"Real smooth change of subject, Bella," Rose said sarcastically.
"Really, Rose? You're choosing now? Taunt me later, I'm not in the mood now," I said.
"Aw, you know you're my favorite little bitch," Rose said, pulling me in for a one armed hug.
"And you're my favorite whore," I responded.
"Aw … look at the two of you bonding," Alice teased, I stuck my tongue out at her, she laughed. I had almost forgotten that Edward was sitting behind us until I felt someone playing with my hair and I knew it wasn't Alice or Rose, so I just ignored it.
"So, you guys in for food when we get back? We can eat out or eat in, my kitchen is still stocked to the extreme. I've got stuff for just about anything," I told them.
"You're food is better than anything in one of the restraints. So … we'll eat in. Can we spend the night?" Alice asked.
"Sure, why not? We gunna break out Mean Girls?" I asked.
"Hell, yes!" Rose declared. I laughed, I heard a chuckled behind me. I tuned it out.
"I guess that means we need to make some extra ice-cream toppings, huh? I've got stuff to make caramel, brownies, cookie dough. Anything you guys want. And you know since I worked at Cold Stone all those years ago I'm ridiculously good at mixing ice cream."
"You're making me salivate, Bella, stop it," Alice whined
"Ah, we'll be home soon enough," Rose said.
"Fine then."
Our flight was then called on to be boarded. We shuffled into the plane and quickly found our seats, all of them next to each other. Looks like Edward won't be … shit. There were four seats in a row, not just three. It was Rose by the window, Alice, then me. Then guess who was sitting there? Yup. The husband I didn't want to have.
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