Chapter II! I don't own anything except my own ideas.

Esme POV.

I stood in front of the school waiting with Jasper and Emmett waiting for Carlisle to join us. My phone rang loudly from my purse. Letting go of Emmett's hand I answered "Hello?" A cold voice replied "Esme, its Carlisle. I was wondering if you could take Jasper home for me and stay with him until I get home. I know it's a lot to ask, but I have some things to take care of." I was shocked at how evil he sounded. "Yes, of course. Carlisle are you alright, you sound kind of stressed?" I asked. "No I'm not. Thank you so much. Jasper knows the way home. I might be home pretty late, so please stay there." His voice lightened a little before he hung up.

"Daddy okay?" Jasper asked and turned his head to the side. "Yes, baby. Your dad is fine. He's just coming home late, so Emmett and I are going to take you home and stay with you for a while. Is that alright? Carlisle says you know the way?" Jasper nodded, his blonde curls bobbing "dis ways." He pointed down the street. I held his and Emmett's hands as we fallowed Jasper through the streets.

We came to a large apartment building. The doorman gave me a skeptical look as he greeting Jasper "Good day, Young Master Cullen." "Jeremiah" Jasper nodded "dis is Carwiaw's fwiend and her son." "Good evening Ms. Platt. The boss said you'd be coming, welcome." He bowed his head. "Come on, Esme. I wanna show Em my twain." Jasper pulled on my arm. He was always pretty calm, but at times he got excited around Emmett. "Ok, ok." I allowed him to pull me to the elevator. He hit the 'penthouse' button and typed in 0-7-1-4-1.

Carlisle's penthouse was huge. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were all open. Jasper's room, a guest room, and a bathroom were to the left of the living room and he told me his father's room and office were to the right of kitchen. The boys played together until 5:30, when I asked them to help me make dinner after I found ingredients for spaghetti. After we ate, I gave the boys a bath, Jasper let Emmett barrow a pair of pajamas and we sat down to watch a movie until 9:00, when I put them to bed. I stayed up for a few more hours waiting for Carlisle. I stripped out of my jeans and sweater at some time and ended up falling asleep. I dreamt inappropriate dreams about Carlisle.

I was awoken by the sound of a dish breaking fallowed by a string of curse words. I got up quickly and went to the kitchen. Carlisle was knelt on the floor picking up glass, still cursing. "My my, Mr. Cullen, you have such a dirty mouth." I said before yawning. "Sorry if I woke you." He said without looking up. "It's alright, I wanted to see you before I went to sleep, but I ended up passing out." I answered as I walked over to the fridge, avoiding the glass. "You must be hungry?" I asked as I pulled out the plate of spaghetti I had for him. When I turned back to him he was staring at me from the floor. His eyes were dark and traveled over my body. Then I realized I hadn't redressed before getting up. My face became very hot as I looked down at my bare legs and my tank top that had ridden up a little while I slept. "Sorry" I stuttered as I pulled my tank top down.

Carlisle stood up and I realized his shirt was bloody. I rushed over to him "Carlisle are you alright?" I questioned as I unbuttoned his shirt. "Fine." He shrugged off the shirt to reveal his toned torso. I ran my hand along his body "Whose blood is this?" He didn't answer. "Sweetheart, what'd you do?" I ran my hands up his chest to cup his face. His eyes were so cold and distant that it scared me. "My job." He said. I was confused "But you never come home bloody from work." "A doctor is my occupation, not my job." His voice was still leaking ice. "Then what is?" I continued to caress his face with my thumbs. "Mob Boss."

My hands froze at his serious tone. "Really?" I asked a little scared. He nodded "I know I should have told you. If you want to leave and never speak to me again, I would understand." This shocked me more than him being a mob boss. "Carlisle, I'm shocked of course, but I wasn't thinking about leaving, unless you want me too." My words came out quickly. "You're alright with me running a mob?" he asked. I shook my head no "In all honesty it scares the hell out of me. What if you get hurt? What will happen to Jasper? What if you die? What if you go to jail? Carlisle?" tears fell from my eyes and my voice became shaky as I looked away "What would I do without you?" I whispered to myself. That was when I realized I loved Carlisle Cullen.

His hands raised my face until our eyes met. His eyes were now soft, caring, and…loving? Wiping the tears from my face he said "If I get hurt, well I'm a doctor I'll figure something out. I'm not going to die or go to jail. You don't have to worry about me leaving you. It'll never happen. I love you." He kissed me softly. "You… you love…me?" I stammered. He nodded "I know we haven't known each other long, but I already can't see my life without you or Emmett. Esme please understand I never meant to lie to you, I just never thought I'd need you as badly as I do. I didn't want to lose you." There were tears in his eyes as he spoke. I smile "I love you too, Carlisle. I'm not going anywhere." I wiped his eyes and he smiled.

I kissed Carlisle lightly at first, but it soon became very needy. Carlisle ran his tongue along my bottom lip and I gasped into his mouth. His tongue entered my mouth and massaged mine. I responded by doing the same to his. My head was spinning and I was about to pass out when he pulled away. I frowned at the loss of contact and looked up at the man I loved through my lashes "mi stai facendo impazzire, Tesoro" he spoke as he ran his thumb over my jutting lip. I snapped my tongue out to lick him and he groaned and his eyes rolled back a little "mio dio." I giggled, yeah I actually giggled, "Carlisle, I don't speak Italian." "I know." He whispered as he kissed me. "tell me what you said?" I pouted and looked up at him through my lashes. "nope" he refused. "please?" I asked, running my hands down him chest and stomach to his belt and started to undo it. he didn't reply. "fine, be that way." I turned to walk away but Carlisle caught me around the waist and placed me on the counter. He started kissing my neck "Tell me to stop." He taunted, running his hands across my stomach between my tank top and panties. "Carlisle…" I panted. He stopped his kisses to look up at me through his thick lashes with his amazing eyes "Yes, my love?" "Take me." I begged, shocked that I actually wanted to have sex. Carlisle lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him as he headed to his room. We made love for hours. It was amazing and hot."