Edward

Emmett and I didn't arrive until around quarter past eleven. Thanks to the collection of ties Emmett had shoved under his laundry. I rolled my eyes even thinking of that mess. Alice greeted us both with a very peculiar grin on her lips, her eyebrows perked up knowingly.

"Welcome boys! So glad you could come," she chimed, closing the door as we slid inside.

Alice had a very wide home, large and yet immaculate. I smiled a bit wider when I had noticed the whiskey shoved in the corner alongside her sink. Alice did love to drink. She had led us to a larger room near the foyer, where I could hear music echoing off the brick walls. I shoved my hands in the front of my slacks, picking up a small glass of brandy. I'm usually never anxious at parties, but for some odd reason tonight my stomach twisted. Taking a few sips occasionally, I decided to make myself useful and start a conversation. A young woman stood beside Rosalie, her hair cascaded down her back and wound up at the bottom with curls. I opened my mouth to say something but I was cut off by Alice's giggles that seemed far too close.

"Edward. I want you to meet someone, but as of today… you two seem to have already met," She chuckled, curling her fingers around my bicep to drag me towards the kitchen.

"Alice, Jesus. You didn't have to drag me like I'm your child," I snapped.

She raised her head slightly, nudging my elbow to follow her. My eyes were met with a very deep brown, followed by a soft and yet full bottom lip. She took a soft sigh, chewing on the corner of her lip before meeting our eyes. I really should have chosen different trousers. I really didn't want to walk around a house full of people with a hard-on. I offered Bella a soft smile, setting down the brandy near the corner of the table.

"Hi," I whispered, returning my hands to the pockets of my slacks.

She glanced down at her feet, mumbling something under her breath before she raised her head again. I noticed a soft glow to her eyes, emaciating a moon on a soft winter's day, or dark light sky. I sighed softly, trying to readjust to the new pressure in the front of my pants. She pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, glancing up at me and the emotion they possessed was far to complicated for me to conclude.

"I'm sorry for Alice. She thinks I wanted to talk to you," She rolled her eyes and took the brandy from the table, taking a long sip.

I furrowed my eyebrows, following behind her and she glanced over her shoulder to capture just how close I was behind her. My hand wanted to badly reach out and touch the curls that cascaded over her shoulders. But I didn't. She shook her head, slipping through a few people beside the bathroom until she leaned against a wall.

"I don't understand. I thought you wanted to talk to me… Alice made it clear-" I began to protest before she cut me off mid-sentence.

"Look. Alice loves to set me up with guys that are the complete opposite of what I'm attracted too. So you're wasting your time trying to get in my pants," She spat, raising the glass to her lips.

She left me with my mouth hanging open, my balls dropped to the floor and my tail tucked between my legs. Wasting my time? A soft smirk formed at the corner of my lips when she discarded from my presence. Hell, this woman was a fucking cock-tease but she sure as hell had a mouth that would drive any man insane.

I already wanted her.

Bella

I hated Edward Cullen, beyond anything else in this world. But, unfortunately my hormones decided they wanted a little fun before shoving themselves down to Seattle this weekend. Hell to the no. I'm not going to purposefully try and sleep with Edward Cullen. I'd have to be on cloud nine and wasted before that escapade could even happen.

Alice finished setting down the refreshments on two large wooden tables before the chime of the bell echoed through the foyer. My stomach dropped when only one name came into mind: Edward Cullen. I closed my eyes tightly, chewing my bottom to calm my nerves. But, they were only increasing by the sound of door hinges scrapping together and the sound of his sultry voice appeared. Okay, I had a choice here. Get into the bathroom and explain to Alice you got violently sick… or avoid him at any costs. I was going with option two.

I tried to convince myself that avoiding him would be the best solution to my horrific problems. But, seeing him in what to be appeared as his push-me-up-against-the-wall-and-fuck-me-now suit… that was not going to happen. My teeth found my bottom lip, sucking on it to a point where I swear I could taste my own blood. He glanced over my way, sending a fuck-tasty smirk that sent a wave of hormones down to my girly bits and I swear I had to down a bottle of red wine just to keep from jumping his bones. I've never been so highly attracted to a man in my entire life. He approached me with long strides, his legs long and lean, his feet tapping against the floor. My heart rate increased once our eyes met, my bottom lip being nailed on by my teeth.

I would really have to explain to Alice I didn't want her bringing fuck-tasty men into her home. His fingers of his left hand shoved into his pocket, the other wounding through his hair. Avoid him! Avoid him! Get the fuck out of here now, bitch! Mentally, I wanted to run away and tell him to go find another lonely chick to fuck, but my body wanted to give me justice.

"Hi," he had whispered.

His breath hitting my face and his breath smelled of mint toothpaste. God, it was the best fucking scent I had ever come across. Those fingers reached out to set down his brandy, his legs making longer strides towards me. I had to do something or else I'd be pushing him up against the fridge. Suddenly, a rush of adrenaline drained into my body and I took his brandy, taking a long sip and aggressively pushed beside him to walk down the hall.

That was not a good idea, because he held a beautiful smirk across his face as he followed shortly behind me. Oh no… this cannot be good. I shut my eyes tightly, pinching the crease between them until my back came in contact with the wall. Another dilemma. Edward Cullen and I between walls was never a good thing. He took a longer stride, disclosing the space between us and glanced down into my eyes. Oh, lord the world had just spun around and my girly bits were screaming "fuck me!" at him.

"I don't understand. I thought you wanted to talk to me… Alice made it clear-"he whispered, furrowing his brows in what seemed to be bewilderment and confusion.

"Look. Alice loves to set me up with guys that are the complete opposite of what I'm attracted too. So you're wasting your time trying to get in my pants."

Yeah, that was the adrenaline and the highly un-laid hormones rushing out of my mouth and before I could even gather the fact that I had just slightly insulted this man, I was sprinting past him towards the bathroom. Dear god, I was in trouble. Big, big, trouble.