BPOV

I kept my distance when I returned to work. I had done all that I had said I was going to do, I laid low, brought my lunch in and left at least a half hour before or after Edward every single day.

Every now and then he would come to my office and try to strike up a conversation by asking about old mutual friends or telling me about how his family was doing. I never gave him my full attention though, and instead of looking directly at him, I would begin responding to email as he carried on in hopes to coax me into conversation.

I wasn't trying to be a cold bitch, really I wasn't. I was in self preservation mode and the key to doing that was to not open myself up for the hurt that I was sure would accompany me if I let my guard down.

One mid afternoon I was sitting at my desk working furiously toward deadline when A small boy standing in the doorway of my office caught my eye. The second I turned my full attention to him, my heart about fell out of my chest and tears welled up in my eyes at the sight of him.

He had a smile that could light up the world... he had Edward's smile. I tried speaking, but just the feat of breathing was proving too much to bare. The little boy with copper dust hair spared me and broke the silence.

"Hi! Do woo hab candy?" His little face was anxious as if it were the most important question he would ever ask. I found myself digging through drawers and coming up empty just before I remembered the kitkat sitting in my purse. With a victorious sigh I handed him the candy bar, glad that I could give it to him.

Deep down it hurt to see him, but I realized upon seeing him that even though his mother was like school in summertime to me, he was indeed innocent and wasn't anything but a beautiful person who had come from an ugly situation.

I was about to ask his name and had just knelled down to speak when another familiar face came rounding my corner. It was Emmett.

"E.J! There you are! You can't run away from me like that, okay buddy?" The little one who's name I now knew to be E.J dropped his head and nodded his understanding.

"Sowy dad"

Dad? But he looked so much like Edward... I could have sworn...

"He looks a lot like me, doesn't he?" I turned my attention to the doorway and saw Edward leaning there with an unreadable emotion.

"Bella? Bella Swan! How the hell are you?"

I was off my feet and in Emmett's arms as he hugged me like a bear in a vice grip. I would normally have teased him that he was suffocating me, but I couldn't seem to find the will to do so this time. Instead I held him right back and found comfort in the familiar warmth of the man that should have been my brother by now.

"You're here now? When did you arrive in Chicago? Does this mean...?" I watched as he turned his hopeful gaze to Edward and he finished his trailed thought "You're done with airhead! Finally came to your senses?"

I watched Edwards eyes go wide and flustered as he gaped at his brother. I on the other hand snorted and rolled my eyes before explaining myself.

"It's just a coincidence, Em. I was headhunted by this firm when I was in L.A, I needed a change of scenery and now here I am."

That was just the cliff notes but they didn't need to know the whole sorted story right now.

"Well I'll be damned" He breathed out as he smiled at me. I was about to ask more questions but before I could, Jim came in needing my help so I said my goodbye and made my way to the bosses office.

When I returned, the hall was empty and so was my office. I felt a pang of sadness as I walked into the quiet space, but when I sat down at my desk, there atop the papers was a kit kat bar with my name written neatly on a post it. I knew that hand writing very well, it was Edwards.

I wasn't sure if it was the one I had give E.J, but before I could get up to go ask him, his voice came through the room. "I know how much you enjoy your three o'clock sugar rush... I didn't want you crash because E.J weaseled your candy away"

I didn't know what to say, I was still swimming in a sea of emotions that seeing that little boy had stirred in me. At least I knew what to expect when his child really did come in the office.

"Thank you" I was about to turn on some music and reply to emails in effort to get him to go, but he was faster.

"I really am glad you're here, Bella. I cannot tell you how many hours and minutes of everyday I have thought about you... how long I have been aching to know if you were at least happy."

I had noting of substance to say, there wasn't anything that would erase the past. Instead though, I found myself asking a question that had haunted me for four years.

"Do you have a son or a daughter? Did you two have anymore?" I let myself look him in the eye for the first time then. I needed to see the light in his eyes as he spoke of the child that had brought he and Erin closer... and both he and I apart.

I didn't see that though. Instead he looked at me as if I had spoken a different language. With his eyebrows drawn together, he replied with a broken voice.

"What? You... We... You don't know?" He sounded as if he were on the verge of tears, as if I had shattered his world by asking that simple question.

"How would I know, Edward? I left... I... I didn't ever ask anyone." I was just as lost as he was now, I couldn't comprehend the tortured expression he was wearing.

I watched him stand to leave, but just as I thought he would walk out of my door, he closed it and sat back down instead.

"There was no baby, Isabella... Erin, she... it was a lie."

There was no baby... she had lied? But I had seen them together...

"What are you talking about, Edward? What are you saying?" My voice had lost confidence and instead sounded as weak as I felt.

"She lied, Isabella... she admitted it a month later when she couldn't explain not wanting to see a doctor..."

I couldn't believe my ears, I couldn't understand the words coming out of his mouth. It made no sense... there had been no baby?

"I still do not know the full truth, Bella. She claims we slept together, but... but I don't even... I don't think..."

"Stop it." I cut him off, I didn't want to relive it and I sure as hell didn't want to think about it.

Uncontrollable tears fell from my face as I comprehended what he was saying to me. Even as I let myself process, I couldn't understand how I had never known. How could he have never come for me? He didn't want me, even after the truth had come out.

"You didn't want me" I whispered out as the reality washed over me.

"Bella I couldn't find you! I couldn't get anyone to tell me anything! I went as far as begging your father and explaining the situation, but he wouldn't disclose where you had gone..."

"He never told me..." I breathed out. I couldn't believe my father had let me hurt... I cried to him every other day on the phone... but he never even mentioned that Edward had come by...

"Bella, please talk to me... please"

I didn't know what to say, I didn't know how to feel. I was about to lay everything out on the table, but a sudden memory of my first day came to me and I remembered that he was still with her.

"You never left her did you?"

He stared at me with absolute shock, as if he didn't think I would ask such a question.

"It's complicated, Bella... It... things aren't what they look like."

"I'm sure I can keep up, Edward."

He sank into the seat across my desk and shook his head as if trying to find where to start.

"I hated her... she was... just... I hated her." He looked up into my eyes to finish the statement before continuing. "Erin was...repentant, extraordinarily so and begged for me to forgive her." I rolled my eyes at that part but he continued on as if I hadn't.

"My mother told me to grant her that forgiveness, that I would be better off doing that instead of carrying the grudge." I normally adored Esme and all her sound advice, but in this instance, I wished she would have just butted out.

"I ran into Erin again about a year ago. She was new to the city and didn't know anybody or anything about being out of Seattle. I... we... we caught up with each other and well..."

"Now you two are peanut butter and jelly, got it."

I was sick to my stomach though, because even after everything that had happened... after all that he and I had lost, she found a way into his arms once more. I truly hated her now... she was target number one on my list again.

"Well that's great, Edward, really it is. Please, tell me more about how your life is with that fucking, little..."

"It's not great, Bella. It's horrible... I..." He ran his hands though his hair roughly then stood and stalked around to my side of the desk and pulled me into his arms.

I wanted to kick him or bite him or... something, but instead of doing either, I found myself kissing him with a hunger I forgot I could posses. The need to lay a claim on him was burning through me and suddenly my only desire was to fuck him senseless and send him home to her so he could see exactly what the hell he was missing.

As if he read my mind, his hands pulled at my dress and dragged it over my hips and palmed my center.

"Spread your thighs, Bella." When I didn't react right away he grabbed my leg and did it for me, resting it comfortably on the arm rest of the chair. I felt his finger gently running over the silk of my panties and then tracing the corners with his fingers. I pushed my hips forward in an attempt to coax him into dipping them under the silk.

He laced his left hand through my hair and rewarded my efforts with a finger gliding over my bare lips as he whispered low and soft in my ear. "Keep your legs open to me, Bella... your gonna want to close them, but don't." Just then he slid my panties off and inserted one finger inside me and the feeling made me unsteady on my feet. It had been so long since I was touched there by anything or anyone and it made the pleasure that much more intense. I gasped when I felt him gently push me back on the desk and rub thoroughly at my breast.

I felt wanton and greedy for more and pushed my chest harder into his palm while I thrust my hips against his finger to get more friction to the aching between my wet thighs.

"Do you want more?" he asked in a husky whisper. I couldn't form a coherent sentence and all I could respond with was opening my legs wider... inviting him to do anything he pleased as long as he kept bringing me closer to the edge.

"Answer me Bella. Do you want more?" When I didn't answer him again he pulled his finger from me and I whimpered at the loss.

I opened my eyes to see him with a pained expression but before I could worry that he was regretting this, he brought his hand back to my center and began rubbing perfect circles against my tender nub. "I wont do that again, baby... I'm sorry." He bent down and kissed my lips gently and then bit my bottom lip slowly as he entered two fingers this time and continued working his thumb with circles still.

The urge to moan was growing and growing. I could see my reflection in the glass of the window when I arched my back and pushed deeper toward release. The image that reflected back at me would forever be with me, I knew for certain that when this was over, I would bring myself to come with just this memory alone. The sight of me laying over my desk with my skirt around my hips and my breasts exposed from the cups while Edwards gaze and fingers were on my sex was the most exotic thing I had ever seen.

I knew it was wrong and that I was acting no better than his little cunt had, but I refused to let that stop me from getting mine. If anything it made this moment that much better, because it was wrong... forbidden and happening in a full office building packed with people moving up and down the halls behind my door.

I closed my eyes and relished the moment, relished the feel of my building orgasm that was sure to erupt from my body and over his fingers that were rubbing inside me at this very moment.

"That's a good girl, Bella. I can feel you getting wetter, baby..."

My eyes were lazy with lust and my lips were parted as I gently panted at his words. I was at the verge of coming but just as the coil in my stomach tightened, her voice came across the hall near my office.

"Have you seen, Edward?" I heard her ask. I probably should have felt bad that she couldn't find him because he was rubbing my clit and sucking my nipples at the moment, but I didn't. In fact I became frenzied to have him, all of him, because I wanted the thrill... the justice and the pleasure of her being just outside the door while I did it.

I was having these thoughts and all the while Edward kept on as if he hadn't heard her out there when I knew he did. He moved his lips to my bare core to replace his thumb as once more her shrill voice sounded closer at my door.

"Jim! Have you by chance seen, Edward? I thought I would surprise him for lunch today but I can't seem to find him. Is he out of the office?"

At the sound of her annoying voice, I sat up and Edward reluctantly pulled his lips from my wet center with lust filled eyes. "Fuck her! I don't care! I don't want to stop baby"

I said nothing in response to those words, but instead gently pushed him back to sit in the chair as I unbuckled his pants.

I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning in pleasure at the sight of his thick, large and hard member as he sprang free and ready for me. I couldn't help leaning down with a smile to lick him once before I settled my legs between the space in the arm rests and brought my wetness within inches of his length.

As Erin continued to talk outside of my door, in search of Edward, I rested my elbows on his shoulders and dug my hands into his hair as I whispered into his ear, "I want to ride you... hard." He gently brought his lips to my own then and sucked and nipped at my them before answering.

"Bella, I need to be inside you... sit one me and let me feel you again." I couldn't help but tease him as he did me earlier, so instead of obliging his request like the both of us so desperately wanted, I instead rubbed my aching center back and forth against his hard member and was pleased to feel the relief it was bringing me.

"Please, Bella... I need you"

I didn't listen though, instead I used my feet to push up from the floor to get more leverage and a better friction. I could feel his shaft becoming slick with my juices as I worked myself against him, straining for relief.

His palms grabbed hold of my ass and he growled anxiously into the air between us, "I'm going to press you down on me, Bella. And then I'm going to work your hips over me until we both come."

Just as I could perceive his length at my entrance, there was a knock at my door accompanied by the sound of Erin's ridiculous voice. "Excuse me? Anyone in there?"

Is it bad that I smiled with spite as I lowered myself onto what was now her man? Yeah, it probably was, but not nearly as bad as it was to begin rocking my hips against him as she waited outside my door for me to answer.