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The song used in the previous chapter was:"All by Myself" from Celine Dion.
This chapter's song is:"Baby got Back (I like Big Butts)" from Sir Mixalot.
Bella POV
I like big butts and I cannot lie,
you other brothers can't deny,
that when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
and a round thing in your face,
you get sprung...
I opened my eyes only to wince at the ridiculously bright room. I was disoriented and tired; my head felt like it was about to explode with hangover pressure.
...wanna pull out your tough.
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed,
deep in the jeans she's wearing,
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring.
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
and take your picture.
What…what the fuck?
I looked around for the source of the sound that was making my head pound. I looked over to my small table attached to the farthest wall; there, sat perched upon it was my vibrating cell phone with Emmett's fucking ridiculous ring tone.
I like big butts and I can not lie,
you other brothers can't deny,
that when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
and a round thing in your face,
you get sprung...
Alright, alright. I'm fucking coming, Jesus.
Annoyed, I sat up way too quickly. My head began to spin and I was overcomed with nausea. My hair was a bird's nest, my breath reeked of liquor, and to top it off there was a rancid smell coming from somewhere around my tiny apartment.
...wanna pull out your tough.
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed,
deep in the jeans she's wearing,
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring.
Oh baby, I wanna get with you
and take your picture.
I quickly glanced to the table where Sir Mix A Lot's voice rang from my cell phone. Not really trusting my legs, I just rolled myself on to the floor and crawled to the table where it currently resided. By the time I got to it, the demanding object had stopped ringing.
Fuck you.
Ugh, what happened last night?
--You don't remember? You thought it was a good idea to polish off the Vodka last night.
Oh… yeah, that.
--My head is pounding. You should really lay off the drinking, Bells.
So does mine, so shut it.
--Vodka is bad... so very bad.
Yeah, thanks.
I like big butts and I can not lie,
you other brothers can't deny,
that when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist
and a round thing in your face,
you get sprung...
"What?!" I finally answered to the specific ring tone of my favorite guy friend.
"Where the hell are you? And what's with your voice? You sound like a dude!" Emmett's very loud voice projected out from the cell phone.
Still dazed, confused, and not quite awake, I decided to ignore his rude comments.
"What do you mean, Em? Why the fuck are you calling so early?" I demanded to him.
"Early? Bells, are you feeling okay?" he chuckled.
"What time is it then?" I asked looking around my living room for a clock. My head felt heavier than normal so I wasn't exactly putting that much effort into it.
"Bella, it's 10:15. The meeting starts in five minutes! Why aren't you here yet?"
Too many questions at once. Can't… process.
--Wait! 10:15! The meeting – new boss.
Holy fuck.
"Fuck! Emmett, do something to stall them! I'll be there in 15 minutes!" Temporarily forgetting my hangover from hell, I quickly stood up and ran to my bathroom, all the while yelling instructions to Emmett.
"I don't know if I can do that, Bells. Lauren's been her usually bitchy self all morning and she's even more agitated because someone decided not to show up for the prep meeting this morning."
"I don't care, Em! Tackle her if you have to! There is no way she's getting all the recognition for the work WE did!"
He laughed. "Okay, kid, just hurry."
After hanging up, I quickly hopped into the shower, not even letting the water heat up. Besides cold water would help me sober up a little better.
At least, I hope…
Five minutes later, I was hopping on the sidewalk, trying to put my shoes on my feet while simultaneously hailing a cab.
While we drove towards the shabby publishing company, I took my damp hair and pulled it back into a simple bun and put as much makeup as I could with the taxi speeding down the busy streets. I decided on a neutral blush and lip gloss; there was no way I was going to risk poking my eyeballs with the mascara brush while the cabbie was driving.
I looked down at my attire, not really caring if the driver was sneaking a perverted look. I arranged the last of my clothing; I had to dress quickly mostly because I didn't feel like running around the street naked. However, the consequences of dressing at top speed unfortunately made my attire look less than presentable. I groaned as I realized I'd picked a black bra with a white blouse.
Just my fucking luck. New boss will think I'm an exhibitionist.
--Maybe a sexy exhibitionist.
Oh, shut it.
I arranged my ladies so that the bra actually fulfilled its purpose, tucked my blouse in my black pencil skirt, and proceeded to try and smooth it out.
Why is this thing so damn wrinkled? I sighed. What a fucking day.
Finally, the yellow cab pulled up to the entrance of the small publishing house. I swallowed some Tylenol to relieve the worst headache mankind has ever known and sprinted towards the elevators.
Once inside the elevators, I finally let myself breathe. However, as soon as my heart beat slowed down, the elevator doors opened and I hurriedly made my way towards my meeting.
The conference room had a glass wall and I could see most of the secretarial staff standing along the edges of the room. All of the department heads were seated at the conference table, preventing me from seeing anyone inside. I had hoped I would get a glimpse of the new boss or even Emmett before walking in, but apparently that wasn't going to happen.
Taking a deep breath, I finally opened the door and stepped in.
"Please give him a warm wel-" I heard the bitch Lauren say, but her shrill voice was cut of by the sound of the door slamming closed.
I grimaced at the loud bang as every head in the room turned to look at me. My cheeks surely turned a slight pink color.
So much for stepping in unnoticed.
I heard Emmett snickering and concentrated on giving him my nastiest look as I headed for the empty chair next to him. Not bringing that much attention to myself, I kept my head down, trying not to make any eye contact with anyone. The room had gone silent since my arrival; when I finally got myself settled in my seat, I looked up to see Lauren glaring at me. I decided to say good morning to her by giving her my best fuck you smile.
"Bella, so glad you could join us." The she-devil spoke with the sweetest voice imaginable, and my smile only grew bigger.
"Oh, no problem, Lauren! You know I can always make time for you," I answered, winking jokingly at her.
Amused remarks could be heard all around me, including Emmett's booming laugh, but I paid no attention to them. I was tired and my head was still pounding relentlessly. It was a miracle I was even sitting here, but I wasn't about to let Lauren jump down my throat. Speaking of the witch herself, her mouth hung open, amazed with my cheekiness.
Bitch thought I wouldn't dare with new boss here.
--Well, she was wrong.
Where is this golden new boss of ours anyways, I'm getting bored.
I looked past Lauren to the head of the table only to meet a pair of piercing, dark, emerald green eyes. I felt my mouth drop like an idiot and vaguely heard Lauren prattle on with her little speech.
"As I was saying," Lauren continued, ignoring me, "let us all accommodate Edward as much as we can."
Edward? Was that… isn't he…
There he sat, the Greek God who had snubbed me the night before. The man who induced my vodka-filled evening and the consequent hangover that was sure to stick with me all day long - along with the newly formed dampness on my panties.
I managed to close my gaping mouth and purse my lips so I wouldn't make a fool of myself. However the twelve-year-old in me couldn't stop making google-eyes at him.
Holy shit, he looks…
Even my mind was speechless. I couldn't tell if it was because of the surprise of seeing him here or because of the arousal that suddenly shot through my body like an electrical shock.
To say he looked good would have been the understatement of the century.
Fuck, he looks even better than yesterday!
--Is that even possible?
Yes, it fucking is! Look at him!
--I am looking, I can't ... seem to ... look … away. So pretty.
We are so… fucked!
He sat lazily at the head of the table, leaning slightly on the leather chair. He looked utterly bored as he paid attention to whatever Lauren was rambling about. One of his arms was on the armrest and the other one leaned over the table where he tapped a pen.
He was wearing a dark gray suit and with a black silk shirt and no tie. The top button and the collar was unbuttoned, and I let my eyes trail his neck, past his Adam's apple, to his strong jaw where he had morning stubble. I licked my lips unknowingly, wondering what it would feel like to have that stubble caressing my skin.
His bronze hair was even more disheveled than it was yesterday. It was sticking up at odd ends and I immediately imagined my fingers running through the silky smoothness of it.
Oh, dear, it's sex hair!
--Courtesy of the blonde bitch we encountered last night.
The memory of the previous evening pulled me out of my daze like a bucket of ice cold water. Anger was the first emotion that I could recognize; most of the shock had worn off. However, the arousal never left my body, it only mixed with my growing anger, causing a most dangerous combination.
What the hell is he doing here?
--Apparently being the New Golden Boss.
I can see that, damn it! I meant why…?
--Because we have the worst fucking luck in the world.
In the midst of my internal ramblings, I didn't notice I was still looking at Edward like an idiot. He, on the other hand, had. I pulled out of my daze only to see him eyeing me intently. I watched him cautiously, however, as his gaze continued to travel from my waist to my breasts, where his eyes lingered for a whole second before smirking.
Great, he noticed your lacy black bra.
-- Oh, like he didn't appreciate it, the pervert.
I could feel my blush rise and even then I couldn't make myself look away, for I was too hypnotized by the mischief in his eyes as they traveled up my self-conscious body. He continued his personal assessment of me until he finally caught my eyes staring right back at him.
I was beyond mortified. He had caught me looking at him while he was looking at me.
Great, perfect even.
Alas, just as I was about to turn away, he held my gaze and smiled at me. If he could look sexy by just sitting there looking bored, then there were no words imaginable that could have described the way he looked when he threw his crooked smile at me.
Oh, dear God! I think I just came.
-- ….
Great! Even my subconscious is speechless.
-- No, No! I was just… dazzled?
Dazzled? Who uses that word anymore?
-- Is any other word acceptable?
Oh, well…
…
…
-- See? You're dazzled!
Oh, shut it!
Less than a second had passed since he had dazzled me with his smile and I shyly smiled back. My face ended up feeling so hot that I finally found the willpower to look away. There was no way in hell that I could concentrate on Lauren's stupid fucking speech.
I could hear Emmet's amused giggles beside me, but I didn't dare shoot him a dirty look for I was afraid that I would be distracted by Edward's sex appeal.
However, next thing I knew, a paper was shoved into my hand.
You got the hots for the new boss?
Why did Emmett feel compelled to tease me every second we were together? I'd never know. As inconspicuously as I could, I scribbled a response and shoved it back into his side.
I have no idea what you are talking about.
P.S. What's with the notes? Are we in High School now?
Emmett smiled, glancing sideways in Edward's direction. I tried to not pay attention to either of them anymore as Lauren's shrill voice droned on about 'team unity' and 'collaborative work.' It was hard not to get distracted by it.
Whatever. Boss is looking at you.
As soon as I read Emmett's note, I looked up. Bad idea. True to Emmett's word, Edward was looking at me and once more I was captivated by his stare.
Don't. Look.
-- Easier said than done, Swan.
I looked over once more and saw that he still had his eyes locked on me.
"Hey," he mouthed to me and I did the same back. I couldn't help myself. He then looked at Emmett, then back at me before lightly nodding his head, asking wordlessly if Emmett and I were together. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the question.
Emmett and I? Oh, dear God, no!
I quickly denied the implication shaking my head from side to side - not very discreetly. He raised his eyebrows in surprise but smiled at my response. I swear I almost fainted at the sight of his perfect flawless teeth.
Edward then proceeded to mouth "good to know" and I couldn't help but giggle.
Wait! Remember… you're mad at him, right? He completely ignored you yesterday.
-- Right.
Yeah, what the hell is he playing at with all his cheekiness?
--I don't know. Maybe he wasn't himself yesterday. He seemed… distracted.
Yes! Distracted by the gorgeous boring blonde. Remember?
--Oh, yes. The gorgeous fucking blonde.
The anger was suddenly back. I straightened out in my chair and fixed my eyes firmly on Lauren's big fat head.
"So without further ado, Edward, welcome. We all look forward to working with you. I am sure under your leadership, Twilight Publishing House will soon be the most important publisher in the country." Lauren finished looking at Edward with what I could only assume was her best seductive look.
-- Bitch, please!
He's here two seconds and she's already all over him.
Edward smiled politely at her and I noticed smugly that this smile was not at all like the one he'd given me.
-- Will you get a hold of yourself? Don't get all defensive over his cocky ass! He completely snubbed you yesterday and now you're flirting with him like a loose tart!
I don't think that counts as flirting.
-- Oh, please don't play Ms. Innocent with me!
I'm not!
-- You know what? Just behave and stop drooling, for our sake.
Okay, fine… you win. I just don't get why he's all flirty today.
-- See, you just admitted to flirting!
Ugh, just shut up!
-- Wait! He's getting up.
Edward was standing up and shaking Lauren's hand. He then went to the head of the table again and, still standing, addressed the whole room.
"Thank you very much. I look forward to working with you all, and I hope you still like me after I have you working long hours to put Twilight where it needs to be." He spoke in a faint British accent.
What the… was he British last night?
-- Don't care, it sounds sexy.
He's American, isn't he?
-- *shrugs* I just want to hear it again.
Everyone laughed at his remarks and I suddenly noticed everyone in the room was completely entranced with him. All the women were completely dazzled by him and the men were laughing at his implications.
I watched at Edward as he circled the room while giving his speech. Something was different in his persona. It wasn't even the weird British accent he had going; it was something… else. The way he moved around the room, the way he carried himself perhaps. He seemed more open, he even looked friendlier than he did yesterday.
Maybe he was having a bad day.
-- Why do you keep making excuses for him?
Well, you can be bitchy on your bad days as well.
--Well, yeah… but wait! Didn't Mom say he was a lawyer?
Yeah, she did.
--Then what is he doing here? At a publishing company?
Confused, I decided to evaluate Edward a little more objectively. If he was a lawyer, then what was he doing in a managing position at a publishing company? Moreover, what was up with the mood swings and personality switch?
This new Edward looked more carefree, even in his attire. The unbuttoned collar showed how laid back he was, while yesterday's Edward was properly dressed with no hair dare out of place. Well, not literally, but even Edward's hair today - while still disheveled and wild - was somewhat different than yesterday's. Also, this new Edward had enticing green eyes, while I was sure yesterday he sported a warm hazel color.
Hazel can change color.
-- But, that much?
I'm not sure.
Both colors suited his face and I couldn't decide which one I liked better. His green eyes made him sexier and friendly at the same time, while the hazel eyes brought an aura of mystery that attracted me like no one ever had before.
When Edward finished his speech, everyone applauded and started leaving the room. It took me a moment to collect myself and understand what was happening around me. I was still entranced in my personal puzzle, trying to understand how a man could act so differently within a matter of hours.
Talk about bipolar.
"You coming, Swan?" Emmett asked, already at the door.
Still collecting my things, I looked around and saw that almost everyone had left. Edward, of course, was still talking to Lauren in a corner and Emmett was still waiting for me at the door.
"Yeah," I simply answered, heading out of the conference room door.
Emmet held the door open for me, smiling impishly. I immediately knew something was up.
"So, why so late, Bells?" he asked, walking me to my desk.
"Argh, I got drunk last night. Happy?" I decided honesty was the best option with Emmett. He just laughed, completely amused by my confession.
"Well, I'll leave you to your hangover then."
Just like that? No teasing, no questioning?
This was definitively a weird day. Normally Emmett would tease me for hours before actually leaving me to my work as he headed to the Accounting Department.
-- He's just being nice for once. Maybe he empathizes with your hangover.
"Hey, check your e-mail. I sent you the new budget for the Marketing Department," Emmett said as he headed out the door.
Okay, something is definitively going on… I usually have to beg him to give me that!
-- Why are you so untrusting?
This is Emmett we're talking about here! You trust him?
--Well, no…
I took a seat at my desk, hesitant to check my e-mail, but I did anyway. Sure enough there was an e-mail from Emmett labeled 'Budget.'
I sighed. Maybe I was too untrusting of Emmett. After all, he'd been my friend for over 5 years now.
I did most of my morning routine, putting on some light classical music on my speakers while I replied to some of the more important e-mails. Half an hour later, though, I finally got to Emmett's e-mail.
I opened the weird attachment and waited for it to load as I distracted myself with some papers that were on my desk. However, the next thing I knew, the video opened up and two girls scantly clad started kissing.
I laughed out loud. It was Emmett's idea of fun to send me porn at work every once in a while. We constantly made fun of videos and sexual pictures with rude comments and innuendos. One of these days, we were going to get an ultimatum from the IT Department.
The moans from the girls were audible through my speakers. I was just about to turn them down when it happened.
Oh shit! Shit!
-- Eww, is that…even possible?
Oh, my God! That's disgusting!
-- Turn it off! Turn it off!
The horrendous sounds from the infamous "Two Girls, One Cup" video were coming from my speakers and I panicked.
Do I shut off the monitor? Close the video? Turn of the speakers?
I tried to close the video, but the stupid thing had frozen and the very gross image stood still while the sounds kept coming from my fucking speakers. I was mortified and grossed out beyond imagination. Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, it did.
"Ms. Swan, do you have a moment?" Edward asked in the deepest, most sincere, and sexiest foreign accent I had ever come across.
His voice, however, was tainted by the offending sounds that were coming from my speakers. I looked up frozen and horrified as he walked into my office. Edward,on the other hand, looked confused and slightly amused. Panicking even more so, I dropped to my knees and flew underneath my desk, quickly finding the electrical cord and yanking it away from the outlet. The sounds immediately stopped and I wondered how long I could stay under my desk and avoid the embarrassment.
Oh, dear God, I'm going to kill Emmett!
"Ms. Swan, are you okay?" he asked, his accent thick with worry.
I sighed, wholly embarrassed. I hopped up from underneath my desk and looked at his amused expression.
"Victim of the "Two Girls, One Cup" prank?" he asked with an amused chuckle.
If I hadn't been so mortified with the most embarrassing moment of my life, hearing his laugh would've been heaven. Straightening my blouse, I decided to change the obvious subject of my computer 'problem.'
"Yes… So what's up with the fake accent?" I asked in a very defensive tone.
He raised an eyebrow and looked slightly offended for a moment.
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, please, the accent. You didn't have it yesterday, did you?" I said pointedly.
"Yesterday? I'm sorry, I'm not quite following you," he answered, looking at me like I was odd.
I sighed somewhat exasperated, "Come on, Cullen, yesterday? At my mother's dinner?"
He stared at me with a blank face; then it was like a light bulb lit up in this head. He grinned mischievously before continuing with his charade.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, but I don't have any idea what you are talking about."
He is seriously freaking me out.
"Isn't your mother Esme Cullen?" I asked, annoyed.
"Why, yes," he replied smugly, his green eyes wild.
"Then you certainly remember going with her to my mother Renee's dinner party?"
"No, I did not accompany my mother to that dinner."
"Yes. Yes, you did! You were there, we met, then you left with the blonde!" I couldn't contain my anger anymore.
He looked even more amused, if that was possible.
"The blonde?" he laughed.
"Yes, you remember her. Tall, blonde, legs for days, and boobs the size of melons!" I practically shouted at him.
Honestly, I was past caring.
He seemed impressed by my description.
"Oh, really? Well, good for me then."
I groaned at his comment as I bent down to plug my computer back in.
"Listen, Bella, I really am sorry, but I believe you are completely mistaken," he said to me while I came back from under my desk.
I looked at him quizzically.
"If I were ever in a room with you, then I don't believe any blonde would catch my attention." His green eyes danced with excitement.
Oh, he's good.
-- Very, very good.
"Whatever. What's up with your eyes, anyway? Are you wearing contacts?" I asked, grasping at something, trying desperately not to think I was going crazy.
"No, I don't need glasses. I have perfect 20/20 vision," he chuckled at me.
"Cullen…"
"Edward," he interrupted.
I sighed. "Edward, you are really messing with my mind here." I silently pleaded with him.
"I'm not, Bella, I promise."
"Mr. Masen, you have a visitor," Rhonda, the management secretary, said while peeking into my office.
Masen?
"I'll be right there, thank you," he said, giving her a smile.
"Will you come into my office in about five? I need to discuss something with you, Bella."
I nodded.
"Sure, I'll be right there."
He gave me his crooked smile once more before walking out of my office.
What the fuck just happened?
-- I... I don't know.
Well, I'll be damned if I don't find out.
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