I'm going to make this chapter longer than the last as a thanks to all the subscribers and whatnot. I hope you like it, please R&R!

BPOV

Was it just me, or was the room spinning more than it should?

It was just me.

Alice and I had arrived at the party just as Jasper was doling out jello shots. Then, Alice and Jasper had promptly disappeared, leaving me alone in the kitchen with a tray full of said jello shots. One thing led to another, and I had consumed most of the delicious jello shots myself.

I was kind of freaking out when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

"Hey." An irresistible velvet voice interrupted my panic-session, and I turned around.

There stood the most beautiful man I had ever met. He had messy bronze hair and emerald eyes that were unbelievably piercing. He was tall, at least 6'2", and very muscular. And not in a creepy, bodybuilder way. In a 'I-work-out-a-few-times-a-week' way. The guy was wearing black-gray pants, a navy suit jacket, and a white button down shirt with a black silk tie.

(Authors Note: Pic of the ensemble on my profile)

I think I'm drooling.

"Um, hi." I stuttered out, blushing.

"I heard that they're doing body shots over there." He jutted his chin towards the living room and smiled devilishly. "Care to join me?"

"I'm not big on crowds of people screaming all around me when a guy is sucking alcohol off me." I pointed out, crossing my arms over my chest. "Besides, my roommate would probably kill me if I got anything on this dress. She just got it."

He gave me a crooked smile that made my knees weak.

"We could do one right here." He whispered seductively in my ear, making me blush even more. "And I promise not to get anything on that sexy dress."

Three minutes later I was on Jasper's kitchen counter wearing nothing but my bra, panties, and stilettos.

Oh, and the shot of tequila lodged in my belly button, the salt all over my chest and neck, and the lime wedge in my mouth.

My brain was telling me, or more accurately, screaming at me to stop, but the guy's hands lit fire to my skin. He was gorgeous.

My toes curled as he took the shot and let his tongue trail up my body, removing all traces of the salt very thoroughly. I could feel the anticipation as he slowly took the lime wedge from my teeth and spit it out. His lips were still inches from mine.

And then he kissed me.

It was a kiss so mind-blowing, I almost forgot where I was.

Until he whispered in my ear.

"Do you want to continue this elsewhere?" Without even thinking, I practically jumped into his arms, kissing him ferociously as he took me upstairs. My dress lay forgotten on the kitchen counter as he cried me up the stairs, glancing over his shoulder to make sure no one was watching us head to the bedrooms.

The only bedroom I had been in here was Jasper's. But I knew there were at least six others, plus the master bedroom. The guy navigated the tricky hallways with no problem, and suddenly we were in a bedroom with huge glass windows and an extremely large bed that was not made.

I felt myself being deposited on the bed, and I eagerly slipped out of my underwear, while undoing the man's tie and removing his pants. I shuddered to myself as I saw his….thing. It looked huge. And Alice was right, I really haven't had sex in at least….. a year? Maybe more.

He paused to find a condom from the nightstand and slipped it on while I waited, extremely tense.

Come on! You've done this before, you know what it feels like. And this guy is way more attractive than any of those bozo's I slept with before.

He kissed my neck expertly, and I felt his large hands slide between my legs to part them further. I groaned a little when his finger slipped inside of me, and moaned when he started pumping three fingers in and out of me. I clenched my hands around the sheets as I felt my orgasm coming on fast and hard. My walls tightened around his fingers and he grinned, his green eyes lighting up.

Then, without warning, he slammed into me, causing me to inhale sharply, but I felt good.

"Damn you're so fucking tight." He groaned, his hands squeezing my waist tightly.

And I don't remember anything else.

I woke up in the bed with my head pounding. The guy was still asleep next to me, completely naked. I sat up to look at the clock and something on the nightstand caught my eye.

Next to the guys perfectly folded pants, shirt, and tie was a bracelet that looked very familiar.

A hand, over a lion, with three shamrocks below it.

Jasper had this identical bracelet, and I had seen pictures in magazines with Rosalie flaunting it and describing it as "The Masen Crest".

Oh my god. I just slept with Edward Masen, the biggest player in the history of the world.

I laid there for a moment, completely and utterly shocked. And embarrassed.

Edward sat up a few minutes later, rubbing his eyes and giving me a lazy smile.

"Morning." He yawned and got out of bed and walked over to the dresser, pulling a gray tee shirt and black pants out. He grabbed his boxer's from the floor, got dressed, and slid the bracelet onto his arm.

"Uh, why are you staring at me?" He frowned, running his large hands through his hair.

"I just figured out who you are!" I snapped, pulling the sheets tighter around me.

"Okay…. I wasn't really trying to keep it a secret." Edward shrugged and picked his blackberry up off the floor and dropped it in his pocket.

"Then why didn't you ever tell me your name?" I raised my eyebrows in an accusing way.

"Hey, you know my name now. I don't know yours." He pointed out, gently tapping my nose. "But I have to get to work. Maybe I'll see you at the next party!" Edward winked one at me and was gone.

Glancing at the clock again, I realized I had to be at the hospital in an hour, leaving me time to shower here, but not enough time to get home and change.

So I took a hot shower, located a button down from Edward's closet, and went searching for Jasper's room, where Alice was undoubtedly still asleep. Sure enough, as I cracked his bedroom door open, Jasper was gone, but Alice was still curled up in the bed, rolled into a little ball underneath the sheets.

"Alice." I whispered, jostling her shoulder. "Alice, wake up."

"Ugh…..what?" Alice finally opened her eyes, and narrowed them when she examined my outfit.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" She hissed, rubbing the material of my, well, Edward's, shirt between her fingers. "Who does this belong to?"

"Look Alice, I got really drunk last night and I kind of slept with Jasper's brother." I admitted, casting my eyes downward in shame.

"Holy shit! Edward?" Alice screeched, her eyes widening.

"Yes." I groaned, sliding to the floor. "But the point is, I don't have anything to wear to work. You keep clothes here, right?"

Alice jumped out of bed and ripped the bottom drawer of a dresser open.

"Here are my work clothes. You can probably find something to wear." And then she padded of towards the bathroom. "Oh, and I'm going to need a full description tonight when you get home from work."

This was not happening.

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