So...Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you...happy birthday (On November 29th) mommymac0508...happy birthday to you!

"Do you know what you want to do for your birthday yet?" Rose asks me as we get ready for the day.

Sometimes I love working with the people I live with…

And sometimes I hate it.

I thought it would be a great idea to mention the secretarial position that was available at the school I work.

And Rose, of course, got the job the second she interviewed.

And then Rose told Alice about the opening in the Home Economics department.

And she thought it would be a wonderful way to utilize her degree in fashion design.

So I'm the frumpy English teacher and Rose is the hot secretary that everyone tries to score with, while Alice is the eclectic and wild Home Ec teacher.

Awesome.

"I don't know Rose…just leave it." I sigh as I swipe my mascara from inside Alice'smakeup bag.

Mine.

"Well…I may have gotten us tickets for that new zombie movie tonight. We get a special early screening at eight…and it doesn't even open till midnight!" Alice squeals and I guess I know what I'm doing on my birthday…

Trying not to fall asleep as I'm forced to sit through a movie I won't like.

*()*()*

"Bella…I can't find three seats together and I know you really don't care about the movie. Do you mind if Alice and I sit together?" Rose smiles at me as we stand in the front of the theater.

Is it my birthday?

It is, right?

And you would think my friends would actually want to spend time with me but no…

She wants to sit next to someone who knows what the phrase 'headboard' and 'thrusting' means.

And that girl is not me.

"Sure Rose. You and Alice sit together and I'll find somewhere else to sit." I tell her as I wobble up the steps in my three inch heels that Rose insisted I wear.

She said they made my ass look great.

As if a nice pair of boots could distract someone from my size 14 jeans.

Sure.

"Shit." I sigh as I plop my ass down in the only free seat left, next to a hulking giant and some dude in a hoddy and baseball hat.

He does now we're inside right?

Fuck it.

I whip out my phone and bring up my email, squealing like a girl when I see that one of the literary agents I queried got back to me.

And they want to see more of my stuff!

I sit up and try to find Alice and Rose so I can share my amazing news but they're nowhere to be found.

So instead I sit back down and just stare at the message.

More.

Finally someone wants more from me.

"Excuse me." Gigantor says next to me as he tries to get past.

I pull my knees up to my chest so he can get by and then go back to my staring.

I may be a bit pathetic.

"Good news?" Hoddy guy asks as he leans over the now empty seat between us.

I turn and look at him and nearly gasp aloud as I meet his vibrant green eyes.

I manage to control myself and smile, flashing him my phone and nodding.

"I'm an aspiring writer and an agency is interested in me." I say, and manage to get it out without squealing.

His smile is blinding as he leans further and takes the phone, and my hand, in his and looks at the message.

"That's a really great agency too. I know several people who they represent." He says and I can't help but wonder who he is that he would know people in the literary world.

But before I can respond his buddy is back and all but pushing me out of the way to sit back down between us.

"You know…" He says to hoddy guy and he looks at me shyly before sitting back in his seat and stares at the screen.

Oh well.

I silence my phone and notice that they have the trivia questions going.

I rock at trivia.

"Mary Poppins." I say quietly, answering the question about chimney sweeps and sugar.

"Cillian Murphy." I feel awesome as I answer yet another one.

"Water for Elephants." Chalk another one answered right for the Bella girl.

I really need to stop talking to myself.

"Hey, you really know your stuff." Hoody guy says as he leans over his buddy.

Said buddy does not look too happy.

"Yeah…I read a lot." I tell him, shifting in my seat.

He looks up at the screen once more and nods before he turns and whispers something to his friend…

Who turns and looks at me like I have three heads.

"Dude?" He whispers in awe.

"Hey…my name is Edward…do you want to get out of here?" Hoody guy asks as he stands up and puts his hand out.

This doesn't happen.

In real life, hot guys do not ask frumpy, chubby girls if they want to go somewhere.

So I know I must be dreaming.

And as I reach my hand out for his, and my fingers are flooded with his warmth, it only reinforces my dream theory.

So of course I'll go with him.

*()*()*

"Really? You have a kid's book in your top five?" I ask him, my jaw on the table.

He took me to a little café around the corner from the theater.

I didn't even bother finding Rose and Alice to tell them I was leaving.

It's all a dream anyway.

"Sandra Boynton is amazing! I read it to my nephew all the time." He says, hiding his smile behind his hand.

The hood and hat are off and his hair is ah-mazing.

I want to run my fingers through it and see if it is as soft as it looks.

"So the entire book is about…" I ask, trying not to laugh.

"Yes, the whole book is about hippos. It's fantastic!" He says, somehow managing to keep a straight face.

"I'll have to pick that up. Imagine, going my whole life without reading a book about hippopotamus." I mock, but his blinding smile distracts me.

"I believe it is actually hippopotami."

Shit…now I snorted soda up my nose.

He is laughing his ass off as he hands me a napkin and I try and mop myself up.

Classy.

"So…you wanna get out of here?" He asks with a shy smile and I embrace my dream world and nod.

We get back into his fancy car and he drives downtown to one of the hotels.

The valet takes his keys and he grabs my hand and guides me into the lobby.

"Ah…Mr. Cullen. We got the room situation all sorted out. So sorry about the confusion earlier. We have upgraded you to the penthouse." A perky blonde says as she pulls her shoulders back and thrust her boobs in his face.

Mr. Cullen?

Penthouse?

He smiles at her and takes the key card from her hand, never releasing mine and pulls me towards the elevator.

"Penthouse huh? You famous or something?" I ask with a shy smile and he blushes.

Could he be any sweeter?

"Something like that." He says quietly as the elevator ascends to the top floor.

The penthouse is beyond words.

I stand staring for a few minutes, much to his amusement.

After a second I finally get my wits about me and turn to him.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Edward…just Edward." He says with a sad sigh and releases my hand, walking towards the kitchen.

"Do you want a drink?" His voice calls out and I…

I am dreaming right?

"Sure." I yell back as I drop my coat onto a chair and stand in front of the massive windows that overlook the city.

I see him come up behind me in the glass.

He is holding two wine glasses, but he sets them down on the coffee table and stalks towards me.

My body vibrates in acknowledgement of his power.

I'm his for the taking.

And I think he knows it.

I watch our reflection as his arms wrap around my waist and try not to wince as I see how big I look next to him.

I may be short…

But I'm pretty wide too.

"You are perfect." He whispers as he meets my eyes in the glass.

How does he know the right thing to say?

"What is this?" I breathe because I need to know.

Is this just a game to him?

It's not a game to me.

I don't do this…

I've never done this.

Ever.

"You're the one." He says in my ear, his hot breath making me shake as he presses his lips to my skin.

And then I am lost.

His hands are everywhere…

Stripping me bare.

Worshiping my flesh.

Holding me tight.

His body is a masterpiece and I let my fingers trace over every dip and ridge.

His sharply drawn breaths and moans are sustenance to me…

And I'm suddenly starving.

When his fingers find me wet and hot and oh so tight he looks up at me in confusion.

And I flush and look away.

"Bella?" He rasps and I am powerless to hide from him.

"I've never…" I stammer and he crawls up my body, pressing his hard flesh against my soft skin.

"It's perfect. You're perfect." He says against my lips as he pulls my legs apart and settles between them.

He starts thrusting against where I'm soaked for him.

Hitting that spot again and again and before long I'm a trembling mess in his arms.

And then…

"Ah!" I cry out as he pushes into me with such purpose.

He is claiming me…

Making me his…

And I will remember this moment for the rest of my life.

Even if I wake up alone in my bed and this was all a dream, I will remember this.

His eyes are locked on mine as he rocks against me.

I couldn't look away even if I wanted to.

I feel him start to shake…

And I watch as he falls apart above me.

Nothing has ever been so beautiful.

I drift away in his embrace with the taste of his skin on my lips.

And I wake up alone in a too big hotel bed.

My clothes are piled on the end of the bed with a note.

I can't bring myself to read it as I quickly get dressed, ignoring the discomfort inside as I yank my jeans on.

I all but run through the penthouse, not stopping until I'm in the elevator and on my way down.

The same blonde from the night before is standing behind the desk and gives me a nasty smirk as she watches me doing the walk of shame.

If only she knew exactly how shameful it truly is.

My heart hurts as I realize what I just gave away.

Alice and Rose are still asleep when I unlock the door and quickly make my way to my room.

As disgusting as it is…I am not ready to wash him off me yet and I crawl under the covers fully dressed.

My heart is shattering as I let myself cry.

What did I do?

*()*()*

"Bella…some guy named Edward won't stop calling your phone." Rose says as she shakes me awake.

I push the covers off my head and sit up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

Rose gasps and I look up at her and realize how much of a mess I must look.

Hair all crazy from his hands.

My eyes swollen and red from crying.

I wouldn't be surprised if I had a love bite or two on my neck.

I reach my hand out and she puts the phone in it without a word.

"Hello." I sigh, unable to keep the pain from coming through.

"Didn't you get my note?" His deep, perfect voice comes across the line and I feel my eyes fill with tears.

"I did…I didn't read it." I rasp, trying to keep from hyperventilating.

Why couldn't he have just left me alone?

"Bella…" He sighs and I can hear his frustration.

"Read the note."

I reach into my jeans and get out the paper.

My fingers are shaking as I unfold it and see his perfect handwriting.

You were my first as I was yours

My heart is yours for the taking

Will you have me?

Edward

"Bella…" He says and I can hear his nerves.

"What…I mean…" I stammer and I hear his laughter.

"I want you." He says, so sure of himself that I am forced to believe him.

"Who are you?" I ask, remembering what he said the night before when I asked him that at the hotel.

"I'm yours, and that's all you need to know."

*()*()*

He neglected to tell me he was a famous actor.

But that didn't matter.

He neglected to tell me that women all over the world were in love with him.

But that didn't matter.

He also didn't tell me that we would end up living in a fairy tale world where we would live happily ever after and I would be a famous author while he lived his dreams of playing amazing characters on the big screen.

But I'll forgive him for that.

Awww...Happy Birthday!