Here's another chapter! Yay! I really couldn't stop writing it, especially since I have nothing else to do. I'm visiting my family over in England since college is out for the summer, and all of my friends I knew here previously are either super busy with work, or just aren't here anymore, so I'm stuck at home doing nothing, so I write fanfictions. Now! Did anyone see the exclusive clip from the Twilight movie on the MTV Awards last night? I had to stay up at one in the morning for that thing to come on! So I'm super tired! But ome! It was amazing! Makes me so mad that I can't just watch the rest of the movie, but soon! So soon! Well it's raining outside, go figure it's England, and I'm laying around with band-aids on my face (my cat literally attacked me and gave me three holes in my left cheek! It hurts sooooooo much, but I put peroxide on it to try to make sure there would be no infection (just in case) and little band-aids. I look ridiculous, but I'd rather it heal faster that way. Shout out to my cat! Thanks dusty! Um...well! Here's the chapter! I hope you guys enjoy it. I'm sorry if it's not as long. When I write it on my computer it's like five-ten pages (I have a MacBook), but then it goes on , and just doesn't look as long as it did before! So sorry, I'll try my best next time. So okay! I'm going to stop rambling and let you guys read the next chapter please review if you like it! I'm enjoying all the response to this! It's amazing and keeps me going! So thank you again to:

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Revelations and Decisions

A week has passed since it was my birthday and that night that I saw and kissed Bella. I didn't see her as Emmett, Jasper and I walked out of the room. In fact, when I passed her door it was opened with the lights out.

When we got back to Jasper's house, Alice and Rosalie were waiting in the living room with angry faces. They were not happy that we had left their party. In fact, right when I saw them I turned back around and said my goodnights. As I walked to the door I heard Alice ask what they did to me to make me so sad on my birthday. If only she knew that they didn't do anything, it was that girl.

The week went by slow. Business was great of course, since every night we had our fair share of celebrities walk through the door and I got to add new pictures on my desk.

The day after my birthday I went to work to find three memo's on my desk, all from my father. I immediately picked up the phone and had our catching up conversation. He told me mom was having a wonderful time taking salsa lessons and that they just bought another, but bigger yacht for them to go sailing on. They both wished me a happy birthday, but only did Esme catch on that there was something wrong. I didn't want to go into detail so I was brief when I told her what was wrong.

"I was falling for this girl, but she didn't feel the same." I hung my head in embarrassment.

"Edward darling. If this girl doesn't feel the same then, then she's not the one that you should be setting your sights on. When the girl comes along, she'll realize what she has in front of her and be grateful that you have any feelings for her overall." Esme was too enthusiastic as she said this, but I knew she didn't mean it to sound the way it actually did.

"I know mom, but for a second I thought she was really special."

"Well then, if you believe that then why aren't you fighting for her?"

"It's harder than it sounds. I don't think she's the type of girl that wants men to fight for her."

Esme sighed into the phone. "I don't know what to tell you then Edward. If this girl is so ignorant to not want you to fight for her, then she might as well be forgotten."

"I know."

After that, we carried on our conversation with a different subject and her idea didn't leave my mind. Why not fight for Bella? They only reasoning that came to my head is because she might want to kick or punch or whatever she did to my balls. A shiver went up my spine thinking about the pain that coursed through me a week ago, and I knew I never wanted to feel that pain ever again, so I decided to stay clear.

Jessica was still trying to get my to bulge from not wanting to have an office affair. He personal memo's to me that occurred almost every day now were getting more sexual to my distaste. I know that here soon, I'll have to have another conference with her to explain that if she doesn't stop this behavior, then she might have to be let go. I knew it'd be harder for me to tell her to her face, compared to how it acted out in my head.

Everything is basically the same, except for my thoughts. When I would work I would think about her in that blue baby doll piece. When I looked at my computer to write out an email, her name would be the first thing I typed. I would grunt as I reread it and then would press the delete button to get rid of it. Going through pictures of the night shift made me think of her eyes and how sad they truly were. She invaded me without my permission and I was pretty pissed off at that fact.

Now, I sit at my desk reading business prompts that the mayor of the city kept sending me. He continuously wanted us to host his functions, but at certain times I had to keep reminding him that we weren't a catering business, we were a restaurant and that if he wanted to have parties with my food associating in it, then he could rent out the restaurant for the night and host it here. He understood, but still asked anyways.

As I marked up the paper on this prompt, the phone rang. Without looking up from the paper, I picked up the receiver and placed it next to my ear.

"Cullen."

"Mr. Cullen, there is a lady waiting out here saying she needs to talk to you." Jessica told me, her voice sounded a bit angry.

"Does she have an appointment?" I asked aggravated that Jessica would interrupt my work when she knew that I had no appointments for the rest of the day.

"No Mr. Cullen, you don't, but she said that she knew you on a personal level."

Oh. Could it have been Alice? Is that why Jessica sounded that way? I knew that they both didn't like each other and on countless times I had to break up their arguments.

"Is it Alice?"

"No Mr. Cullen. She claims that her name is Bella."

I froze at that name and my throat clenched up. It couldn't be the Bella I was thinking of, but Jessica said that this Bella claimed we knew each other on a personal level, and how many Bella's do I know on a personal level?

"Mr. Cullen?"

"Yes Jessica?"

"Do you want me to make her leave since she has no appointment with you?"

"NO!" I screamed into the phone. "I mean, no. Jessica sit her at my favorite table and give the lady anything she'd like to drink. Tell her I'll meet her at the table in ten."

I could hear Jessica sigh into the phone and mumble her 'okay' into the receiver. Yes. I would most definitely have to make a conference with her sometime this week.

I quickly finished off the prompt I was previously going through, but I found myself not knowing what I was reading when I finished. I grunted and read it over again, but slowly, trying to let the words register in my head. I quickly made notes next to the sentences that I didn't like and how to fix them. When I was done, I placed them in the folder that they came in and got up.

I put the suit jacket over me, and straightened my tie before I left the room. I placed the folder onto Jessica's desk, where she has a basket for things to be mailed out.

I walked into the dining room and found that the lunch time was busy. Waiter's and waitresses were hurrying back and forth to the kitchen and bar to satisfy all of my costumer's. One of the people at the bar didn't fit in, and I realized it was Jessica. I smiled when i realized that she must have done what I asked. Placed Bella at my table and got her a drink.

I walked down the hall to my left and entered into another room. This was the place where most celebrities would come to sit and eat. There weren't that many tables occupied and that satisfied me the most. When I looked at the far table in the right side of the room, I saw the petit brunette woman that I met a week ago in the booth.

I walked my way to the back and gave a rushed intake of breath to try to calm me down. My heart was pounding faster than ever before. When I reached the table, I sat on the opposite side of where Bella was sitting.

"Good day Bella."

"Hello Mr. Cullen." I realized that she was wearing a suit as well. A very nice suit at that. I could tell that it was a black skirt, with the red and grey pinstripe jacket and underneath the jacket was a a red shirt. It looked flattering on her, and I couldn't help put to smile at the thought that she would look great in anything she wore.

"What do I owe the honor of your presence Miss...?" I turned my hand up and tried to get her to tell me a last name. If she was going to put me on last name basis, then I wanted to do the same.

"Swan." She smiled seductively as she answered. I blocked it out of my mind, trying not to be besotted with this woman.

"Miss Swan."

She bit her lip and opened her mouth. Right when she was about to speak, Jessica came up with a coaster and a drink in her hands.

"A double Bacardi with Diet Coke for the lady. And what can I get for you Mr. Cullen." I noticed that Jessica looked into my eyes, but it had no effect like Bella's eyes had on mine. I looked away.

"The usual Jessica."

"Yes sir." She walked away, her footsteps sounding a bit disappointed.

"She seems infatuated with you." Bella looked up at me after taking a sip from her drink.

I sighed, so I was not the only one who noticed. "Jessica is my secretary. She's good at what she does, but she isn't good at trying to understand that I'm not interested in creating an office affair. Especially with my own secretary."

"But you would try if she wasn't you secretary?"

"No, I wouldn't." I said that in a rush. I never thought of dating Jessica outside of work. If I would fire her, then maybe she would have thought that it was now possible of the both of us dating. After the numerous talks I've had with her on how office affairs are not on my mind, she'd think that outside affairs are. "It's just that, she's not my type."

"Ah." Bella laughed, and I had forgotten how beautiful is truly was. "That's right. Your type is a woman like me."

"Yes, exactly." I sighed again, it felt like I was doing this more often than I regularly do. "Now Miss Swan, What do I owe this pleasure?"

"Mr. Cullen, you came to me a week ago claiming that you had experienced the best kiss of your life. After you had left, I had found that it was, well, the same for me. I had never had a guy kiss me the way you've kissed me. It was exciting because I didn't know who you were, yet we felt so connected."

"Then why did you kick me in my balls?" I whispered, so that none of the other tables were capable of hearing.

Bella smiled at me. "Well, I didn't kick your balls. That's impossible since my legs were wrapped around you. Instead I took my fingers and pinched them, but you didn't react to the feeling, so I had to punch them."

"I don't care how you did it, what I'm asking is, is if you felt the same way as I did, why hurt me?"

"It's a simple answer Mr. Cullen. I was scared."

Before I could ask her the next question that popped into my head so fast, Jessica was back at the table with my Corona and glass of water.

"Mr. Cullen, your beer and water." She smiled at me as I thanked her. When I told her that there was nothing else to be provided, except that the prompts were in the basket, she turned and stormed off back to my office.

"She sure is a feisty one Mr. Cullen. Why don't you just give her a whirl around the office, and then maybe she'd be better."

I choked on my water and looked at Bella. "Miss Swan, I don't just have what you call 'whirls' with random people."

"You could have fooled me." She smirked as she looked up at me.

"What did you mean?"

"I meant that you coming into my dressing room and grabbing me the way you did and kissing me the way you did was kind of a whirl."

"That's not what I was referring to Miss Swan. I was talking about why you felt scared?"

"Oh." She looked down and I realized that she was blushing. Like she wasn't perfect enough, the blush added on and it made my blood boil. "I was scared because of the way I felt when you kissed me."

This was my turn to smile then. "And please tell me how you felt when I did kiss you." She didn't move her head and I realized her cheeks were getting redder than before. I couldn't help it. My hands were on fire and they had to touch her.

I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face to look at mine. Her eyes looked into mine as mine looked into hers. So many emotions ran through those eyes and it was hard to tell what she was thinking. I would love to know so bad.

"Don't be embarrassed or ashamed of your feelings Bella. You might find that I felt the same thing."

"That's the thing though. I can't feel these feelings for you. I can't keep having you in my head. You are in my dreams at night! You are in my thoughts when I try to make a decision. Everything I do, has something to deal with you and it scares me! I don't know you at all and yet, you have this empowerment over me! It infuriates me so much, but then at the same time it makes me want to go find you and figure you out."

I kept my hand under her chin and kept looking into her eyes as she said these things to me. I could tell that they were true, and it satisfied me to know that she suffered the same as I suffered. That I wasn't the only one in this. I smiled and couldn't help it.

"Oh what! So know you make fun of me? For feeling these things for you!"

"Absolutely not Miss Swan. I'm smiling because the feelings you have expressed to me, have been the feelings that I have been feeling since I have left that place where we met. Everything reminds me of you, and just like you said. There were nights where I wanted to go back and find you and figure you out, to kiss you again, maybe even do more! But I was scared as well."

She chuckled at me. "Scared of what?"

"You want to know the truth?" She nodded at me as I took my hand out from under her chin. "I was scared that you'd hit me again." And now it was my time to be embarrassed.

She laughed, trying to cover her mouth with her hand, but it was unsuccessful.

"Yeah, keep laughing, but you don't understand how much it hurts!" Her laugh continued, and as I watched her she looked more beautiful than any woman I've ever seen. "So, what are we going to do about this situation Miss Swan?"

She stopped laughing and looked at me. "I don't know. But I do know that if I can't have you kissing me at least once a day, I will go mad."

"Then how about this: I leave work early for the day, I take you to my place and we order dinner, anything you like on my bill, and we have the hottest make out sessions of our lives." I smirked, trying to make sure that I look as though I'm serious, but at the same time joking around just in case she shoots me down.

She was quiet for some time and looked down at her drink. Her head tilted up and her eyes looked at mine. "Yes. I like that idea."

I smiled as I got up from the booth and put a hand out for her to grab onto as she got out herself. We walked back to my office as I shut down the computer and closed up the office. Jessica glared at Bella the whole time, but we both ignored her. I told Jessica she could leave for the rest of the day if she'd like. I heard her grunt behind me as Bella and I walked out of the restaurant with our destination to be at my place. Oh, how I couldn't wait.