Author's Note: This should've been included into 'Day One' chapter. However, I missed it, so this short snippet gets its own chapter.

Bella

Two rum shots and three martinis later, Alice had convinced me to continue her little Edward charade.

Damn liquid courage.

"Bella?" Alice chimed. I looked at her with slightly blurred vision.

"Hmm, yes?" I asked in my drunkin' stupor.

A hint of mischievous gleamed across her face.

Oh no, not good.

"No, Alice whatever your thinking, no. I'm way too intoxicated to even think straight."

"Why dear Bella, that's why this idea is too perfect." She stood up, grasping my arm "Come on Love, we've got work to do." I mourned inwardly - whatever her plan was, I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it.

Stupid pixie.

Edward

Knock, knock. Knock, knock.

I grumbled, looking towards the alarm clock - fucking three in the morning; someone better be dead.

I got up - my hair disheveled from sleep, my pajama pants barely clinging to my hips, and my chest bare. I bumped into a few items - the couch, a countertop, and the wall. I was going to fucking kill whoever was at my door.

Knock, knock.

"I'm fucking coming! Jesus." I practically yelled as I reached the door, yanking it open. My eyes squinted in the dark, my mind trying to process what was in front of me.

Alice. Standing right beside her was Bella, an extremely drunk Bella.

"Edward..." Alice asked, a devilish smirk across her face. "look who I ran into at the bar tonight..." she gestured towards Bella. Bella seemed to giggle nervous, making a faint wave towards me.

I nearly closed the door on them. Alice must think I'm a complete fucking idiot. Here she is at my doorstep for fucking sakes, telling how conveniently ran into my secretary, found her wasted and thought it was a good idea to drop by and say hi.

Bitch.

--Well, it isn't the worst idea ever is now Edward? Look how fuckable she looks! It's brilliant. My dick seemed to squeal in utter delight.

I shifted my weight, as he was trying to gain Bella's attention. I cursed it inwardly.

Alice eyed me suspiciously. "Are you going to let us come in or not?" I scowled at her.

"Why the fuck should I? I don't like the game your playing Alice, I would never fuck Bella and you know that." I saw Bella shift uncomfortably in her spot. Alice ignored me and pushed past me, I wasn't going to win this one.

"Fine Alice, but she sleeps on the couch." Alice smirked. "Worried about something if she slept in your bed?"

"That's unlikely."

"Sure, sure." Alice turned her direction towards Bella, whispering to her softly. Bella just nodded her head, as Alice proceeded to undress her - in my living room. My cock clapped gleefully.

Finally! Naked girl... and dear Lord she's hot. I hushed it. Bella, my secretary was not hot, I had no interest in her. Jessica, that bitch was the only thing that held my interest.

--Maybe. But, she's not here, getting naked in your living room. The traitor chimed.

I looked back towards the two meddling woman, noticing that Bella was nearly naked except for an extremely skimpy red undergarments that left little to my imagination. I was pissed, but my cock seemed to be reaching out for her.

--I want to touch! It practically screamed. I shifted my weight once again, to try and hide him, much to his dismay.

--Oh come on you prude! I just want to look... touch, maybe. I think I love her.

Alice seemed to notice to my internal battle as she settled Bella onto my couch, and walked over and touched my shoulder.

"Take a cold shower dear brother, he needs one." I threw my body away from her.

"Good night Alice." I said bitterly. She just waved and closed the door with a soft 'click'. I sighed, leaning against the cold hard marble of my countertop. My dick however was more than eager to see our sleeping guest.

To the couch! It basically commanded, pulling me towards the couch. Not that I wasn't curious myself. Here was a semi attractive woman basically naked on my couch, so what if I wanted to look?

My cock beamed. That's my boy!

I peeked over my lush suede couch and that's when I saw her in that ridiculous getup Alice called underwear. My cock pointed happily.

--There she is Edward! Doesn't she look glorious? He cried out, sounding like he was on the verge of crying joyful tears.

I had admit, Alice had out did herself. Bella look simply fuckable in the red getup she had her in. The thin lace barely covered her round, pale breasts and the lace panties that accompanied them barely covered her round ass.

--Thank you Alice! I knew you were my favorite sister! I continued to ignore the ever present standing of my cock, that is until Bella decided to roll over and moan softly.

I held onto the back of my couch for support. I closed my eyes trying to concentrate.

You will not fuck Bella. Period.

He shed tears. Why do you deny me so? Do you hate me that much?

I grumbled - I am denying myself. Why should I? I was a man, who had needs, and god damnit they aren't being met.

No, I will not bring Bella into this sick fucking world of my family. She deserves better.

--'Gasp!' You like her, don't you? I fucking hate you. Pussy.

I sighed, taking one last look at my sweet temptation. Her luscious brown hair was spread around her petite face, her breasts rising softly in rhythm to her breathing, her pale legs spread out across my long couch, oh how I would love to place kisses along those thighs of hers. I gripped the couch once more before retreating to my bedroom.

Tonight was going to be a long night - I still need my fucking beauty sleep, but first - I need a cold shower and a fantastic beat off.