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It must have been about two in the morning when I finally woke up. I was confused as to where I was. My head hurt, my back was aching, and it hurt to fucking breathe. What the fuck happened? I glanced around the room. Monitors were beeping everywhere . I'm in the hospital? Why the fuck am I in a fucking hospital? How long have I been here? As I tried to remember, thinking back through the hours, they blended into each other like colors on a marble floor. I looked out of the window on the door to my room to the white washed corridors. In the few minutes that I sat and watched, I only noticed a few people that walked pass my private room. There were a couple of nurses with their hair tied back, walking slowly. Probably exhausted from dealing with troublesome patients, I guessed. I probably looked worse than them, appearance wise. If how I felt was any indication of how I looked, I definitely looked like a bag of shit. My body jumped at the sound of the door swinging open, catching me off guard. I instantly felt sick to my stomach as the smell of bleach hit me like a bullet.
"Oh God Edward, you're awake baby!" Ang cried out in an loud and obnoxious tone as she ran to me. Her arms wrapped around my torso in a tight embrace, causing me to wince in pain as she squeezed me close to her and continued to yap."God Edward, I was so scared! How long have you been awake?"
"Not long," I tried to wiggle myself out of her hold, but as I moved, she moved. "Ang, you're hurting me." I pleaded. Normally I would just push her off of me, but I was too sore and bruised. At this rate, she was worsening my condition.
"Sorry." She finally realized the pain she was causing me, releasing my body and stepping away. I looked at her face as she sat on the bed right in front of me. Her eyes were blood shot and swollen from crying. It's not like her to fucking cry.
"What happened Ang? Why am I here?" I asked her. I wanted to know how I ended up in this sterile hell hole.
"You don't remember?" She looked at me and I rolled my eyes at her.
"No, I don't fucking remember!" I snapped. "If I did, I wouldn't have to ask you now, would I?"
"Still the same ass," she said, wiping the new tears that were slipping down her face.
"Just tell me," I gripped my hair, irritated with her fake tears. Why can't she just fucking answer my question?
"Well...," she stammered. "Last night you were attacked..."
"Attacked?" I cut her off, the sound of my voice booming loudly. A stabbing pain ached in my rib cage. I inhaled deeply, asking her again in a calmer voice. "What the fuck do you mean, attacked?"
"Well if you would let me finish, Edward." She huffed before she continued. "Anyways," she flipped her hair over her shoulder, rolling her eyes at my interruption. "Yes, you were attacked. From what witnesses say, you were attacked the first time in the hall. They found you unconscious. They helped you up when you came to, but you refused further help, stumbling away saying something about a cat or a kitten." She took a deep breath. " And then the cops were called because you saved some girl from being raped." Her words came out so fast that I thought I heard her wrong, but I didn't. She said it. Kitten was being raped?
Thoughts of my kitten being hurt fueled my need to know more.
"Is she fucking okay?" I asked, sitting up straight in my bed. The sudden movement pulled on a muscle in my back. I rested back down as Ang just looked at me with narrowing eyes.
Did she not hear me? I asked a fucking question! "Answer me, Goddammit!" She pressed her lips together. Okay, so I obviously had to talk to her like she's a five year old. "Is...she...okay?" I spoke each word nice and slow.
"I don't know Edward," she pursed her lips like she was some mouth model. " Truthfully I don't care."
"You don't care?" This is why I fucking hate this bitch. It's all about her and only her. "You' re a fuc..." Ang was lucky that I was cut off by the doctor coming in.
"Mr. Masen, so glad to see you wake," the tall dark haired, young man greeted me. What is he 12? "I'm Dr. Sheppard. Welcome to Seattle Grace Hospital. How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Alright."
"Well Mr. Masen, let's get you checked out and see if we can't get you out of here. How's that sound?"
"Sounds great." I didn't want to go back to the office, but I had to.
As the doctor poked at me I would jump as he hit tender spots. I needed to know about Kitten. "How is Kitt... I mean the girl from last night? Is she okay?"
"I'm sorry, my shift just started. I'm not sure who she is."
"God Edward, just drop it." Ang mumbled from her chair. I glared at her. She rolled her eyes at me.
"So let's get an X-Ray just to make sure everything is okay. You took some mean hits to the head and your sides. They did some when you first came in last night, but I just want to make sure there is no swelling anywhere. I'll be right back." he said, walking towards the door. As soon as she was out the door I was all over Ang.
"Care to fucking explain to me why you're being a cold hearted bitch?"
"What the fuck are you taking about, Edward? Just 'cause I don't give a fuck about the two-bit whore you were with?"
"Watch what the fuck you call her!"
"Get over your fucking self, Edward. She would be here if she wanted you."
"She might still be in a room, Ang." I snapped. She fucking laughed at me.
"God Edward, you are so stupid. She's not here anymore. I was getting a coffee when I over heard the nurses say her and her husband were leaving. To be quite honest with you Edward, they said how caring her husband was to her. They also said they were pretty damn cozy when they left."
Here say you stupid bitch!
"What the fuck are you talking about?" I was pissed. She laughed again.
"Edward really, do you think she would leave her life for you? I tried to tell you that all you were to her was a fuck Edward. It's plain to see she loves her husband. You can never be that to her." The door opened again as the doctor stepped inside with a wheelchair.
"Okay Mr. Masen. Let's get this over with." He helped me transfer into the damn wheelchair and pushed me out into the bright white hall. I had to squint my eyes. I heard her talking to Ang, but I couldn't concentrate on what was being said.
Could Kitten really love her husband? Was I just a means for her to get off? Would that be okay with me if it were true? No...fuck no, there was something there between us. I was not just a fuck like Ang said. I knew it...it had to be.
"Mr. Masen, can you stand?"
"Huh... What... Sorry?" I said, shaking my head.
"I asked if you could stand," he repeated.
"Yeah, sure." I said, slowly standing. Oh fuck... My head throbbed, and my sides were killing me.
"Are you pregnant?" The doctor asked. What the fuck?
"No, not yet," Ang answered.
Wait...what?
"Just making sure. Pregnant women aren't allowed in or around the room while X-Rays are conducted. Are you trying?" The doctor asked.
"No!" I said, at the same time that Ang said "Maybe." I glared at Ang while the doctor put the metal vest looking thing on me. Ang winked at me. Bitch.
The doctor walked us into a little room where an X-Ray tech greeted us. "Okay, Mr. Masen. Please turn and face me," the tech asked. It took maybe a total of five minutes before I was being wheeled back to my room. Ang said she was going to get some coffee. The doctor said he would be back soon and left me alone with my thoughts.
I was glad Kitten was okay and got to go home. I tried to remember all that happened to me and Kitten, but I was drawling a blank. I couldn't remember a fucking thing. I was discharged an hour later with bruised ribs and some nasty cuts - nothing life threatening. I was told to take it easy for the next few days - no driving, heavy lifting or anything too strenuous. When the doctor said no heavy lifting, I just about asked how I was going to lift my dick but didn't. Didn't think doc would see the humor in it.
The drive was quiet. I asked Ang to take me to the office, but she refused. I was tired and didn't want to fight - I would sleep in the guest room. In the morning when she was gone, I would take a cab to the office. Fuck, where was my car?
"Where's my car, Ang?"
"I dunno."
That was the extent of our conversation. When we arrived at the house, I got out of the car and walked to the door. I felt Ang's arm wrap around mine. I looked down at her.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I snapped.
"I'm trying to help you, Edward," she replied.
"I don't need your help, Ang" I said, shrugging out of her hold.
"Fine Edward, be that way," she said as she huffed, walking away from me. I walked quietly inside and upstairs to the guest room. It had been over a week since I'd been there. Everything still looked the same. I opened the door.
"What the fuck are you doing, Edward?"
"Going to bed."
"Your bed is in the other room."
"No...no it's not. That's your bed Ang, not mine. Not anymore."
"Edward, stop with all this shit."
I shook my head at her and snorted. Is she for real? "Look Ang, I don't want to fight with you anymore. I'm going to bed," I said as I shut the door in her face. The last thing I remembered was my head hitting the pillow.
I woke up and walked to the window to look outside. It was still dark. I walked downstairs and into the isolated garage. All three cars were there - my Volvo and Hummer, and Ang's Lexus. The only light came from the open door behind me. I walked outside to the street lamps that illuminated the white paint of our home and the untrimmed hedges. I need to get someone to take care of those. The night was cold and eerily quiet. I grabbed for the bottle of pills in my jacket. I popped one and took a deep breath. Exhaustion and a good dose of pain killers were a pleasant mix; it took you out of your normal state of mind and made everything slow down. You thought slower, moved slower and spoke slower. Well, that's how it felt anyway, whether you actually looked like you were in slow motion was besides the point. It felt good.
I thought about a lot of things. Family law never affected me before. Now, having to watch families torn apart by lies and deceit, dealing with lying wives and cheating husbands, seeing kids being torn apart... Dealing with this on a daily basis was starting to fuck with my head. I used to see them all as objects, machinery even; that was changing. I knew now that it was hypocritical of me. I was that guy. Ang was that girl. I was glad Ang and I didn't have children who would have to suffer through our divorce. Yes, I said it - divorce. I decided to file sometime this week. I needed to do it not only for myself, but also for Kitten.
Kitten invaded my mind. She was all I ever thought about. Even when I was with her I couldn't get her and the possibility of being together out of my head. She wanted this too, right? She wanted me as much as I wanted her, I was sure of it. If I didn't know any better I would have said I was in love with her. The feelings I felt when she was near me, how I felt when we were apart - was it love? No, there must have been another reason behind it. Who was to say my mind was in a logical place? I did get hit on the head pretty fucking hard.
Was Kitten really okay? Did Ang really here them talking about her leave the hospital? Was Kitten truly happy with Dr. Lame-O? If she was, could I just walk way from Kitten? I think I would if she wanted me to, although it wouldn't take long for the grieving, depression and loss of self motivation to kick in. I would hate it, but if that's what it took to make Kitten happy I would do it.
Kitten was the best thing I had had with anyone in years, since before I could remember in fact. Why fate would let her come into my fucked up life and make me happy for a few small hours just to take her away again was beyond me. Fuck, this world was unfair. If anyone deserved happiness it was me. Was that selfish? Of course not, I deserved to be happy just like everyone else. It's our right to be happy; it's what we all pursue in life and literally go to the ends of the earth to grasp. It was something I thought I could have in my pathetic life in the form of Kitten. She gave me a new lease on life. Happy, she showed me that I could be happy.
The sun was stating to rise. I had all week to wait before I might see Kitten again. Suddenly it was like I was slapped in the fucking face. Would Kitten even be there this weekend? Would Dr. Lame-O let her come after what happened last night? I felt my chest rip apart. Would last night be the last time I saw her? No - I couldn't let myself think like that. I walked back inside looking at the clock. 6:45 A.M. I needed to take a shower and get ready for the day.
I took a quick shower. I was getting out when there was a knock on the door. "Edward, the police are here to talk to you." said Angela. Police? Here? Why?
"Alright. I'll be down in a minute." I got dressed as quickly as I could, throwing on a black Lords of Acid tee-shirt, a pair of faded jeans and black Van shoes. Running my hand through my hair as I walked downstairs, I took the room in.
Ang was sitting on the couch; two officers were sitting in the chairs across from her. I walked into the room, three pairs of eyes watching my every move as I sat down.
"Mr. Masen..."
"Edward, please call me Edward."
"Okay Edward, can you tell us anything...anything at all that can be useful to us?"
"I'm sorry, officer...?"
"Sorry - it's Freemen, and this is officer Rhodes."
"Alright, Officer Freemen. No, I don't remember anything."
"Well, if you can remember anything give us a call. We caught the guy that did this - anything we can get to use against him would be great."
"You caught him! Who was it?" Ang asked.
"Ang, could you give us a few moments please?" I asked.
"What...why Edward? I want to know also."
"Angela, just go for a few minutes."
"Fine. Whatever Edward," she said as she got up to leave. After she left I turned back to the officers.
"How is she? The girl - is she ok?"
"She's fine, Edward. She was released from the hospital last night also. A few bruises and cuts, but nothing to be worried about."
"Thank God. Can you tell me her name so I can check on her myself?"
"I'm sorry Edward, but we can't do that. It's confidential. We can't give names out."
"Are you kidding me? I need her name!"
"Sorry, but we can't." I was so pissed that no one was giving me what the fuck I wanted. I was so close yet so fucking far away. I had to find her name.
After about an half an hour later they left, leaving me alone again. Ang started yapping at me. I just walked past her, not really caring what she had to say. I walked back to the guest room and laid down. I figured I could sleep a few hours, then find my car and get the hell out of Dodge.
"Edward, can I come in please?" Ang whispered. Goddammit! Can't I fucking sleep?
"Sure, why not Ang," I said sarcastically.
Ang walked slowly through the door, looking at the floor. She sighed loudly. "Edward, can we talk please?"
"That's what your here for Ang, so talk," I said, rolling my eyes.
She sat on the corner of the bed, finally looking at me. "Edward, I'm...I'm so sorry for everything! Everything I've ever said or done to you."
"What are you talking about Ang?" I was fucking confused.
"God Edward, everything...I'm sorry for everything. Everything Edward... there's just to much to say I'm sorry for." She wasn't making any goddamn sense to me at at fucking all.
"Ang, I'm not following you," I said as I sat up a little straighter.
"God Edward, for just fucking everything. For all the fights I picked with you for no damn reason except I was bored. I married you Edward because I wanted to. I wanted you to... I wanted..." She shook her head.
I moved closer to her. "What Ang? Tell me," I whispered.
"Edward, I know... I know I've let you down. I've been a fool. I thought that I could live without you. But now - after all this hurt and pain - it's time for me to respect the ones I love, the ones who mean more than anything to me. It saddened me, feeling the best thing I could do is end it all and leave forever. I tried to push you away. I tried not to love you in the eight years we have been married. But I failed Edward. I do love you... I always have... I'll never love anyone like I love you.
I wish that I could turn back time; we could have been so happy then. I know we can't undo the past, but I can't lose you Edward. It scares me. It's killing me inside. Don't you see we are good for each other? I learned to love you through everything you gave me. For that I will always be thankful no matter what, Edward. I will always love you," she said as the tears started to fall.
"Ang," I said as I pulled her to me. "Don't cry, please. Everything will be okay. There is someone out there for you," I said while running my hand through her hair.
"No, Edward... I don't want anyone else! I want you!" She buried her head deeper in my chest. I sighed.
"Come on Ang, you don't mean that. You're not happy and neither am I. We both know that, Ang."
"We can make this work, Edward. I know we can."
"Ang, please don't make this harder than it has to be," I whispered.
"Will you please just come back home? Bring your stuff back from the office and stay here with me?" she said looking up at me. This was not the Ang I knew, over the pass eight years. This was the shy girl from college. I smiled down at her.
"Yeah sure, I'll get my stuff tomorrow, Ang." She smiled back at me, raising her head level to mine. She slowly brought her hand to my hair and ran her fingers through it slowly. I watched the diffident emotions running though her eyes as she slowly brought her lips to mine. Not thinking clearly, I let Ang kiss me. Her hands pulled at my hair, as mine moved to her waist and pulled her a little closer. Just as her tongue ever so lightly touched my bottom lip, my eyes snapped open and I pushed her away. What the fuck was I doing? Fucking meds...
"Ang, we can't do this. I'm sorry, but I just can't." I said.
"Edward, please...please just give me tonight. We need this, baby," pleaded while moving towards me.
"No Ang, we can't and I won't. There needs to be boundaries that are not crossed. This is one of them, Ang. I will bring my stuff back and stay here for now. We will try to get along Ang, but you need to understand that this can't happen again."
"I'll take it Edward. I'll take what ever you will give me," she said, standing up and walking towards the door. "Thank you, Edward. Get some sleep - you look like shit." She laughed as she made her exit. I laughed back as I lay down. This was the Ang I used to know - back when started dating. Carefree, always smiling and laughing... I hope finds her old self. She'd be sure to find someone who will truly love her. Ang was always a beautiful woman, but there was never anything real and solid between us. I closed my eyes and was asleep before I knew it.
I woke up sometime later. Walking downstairs, Ang was nowhere to be found. I smiled to myself. This might be easier than I thought. I walked to the garage and jumped in the Hummer, making the short trip to my office.
I felt relieved when I pulled in to the garage at the office. I got out and went up to the elevator. I pulled out my Blackberry. It was 6:47a.m. No missed calls or text. The elevator made it's little dinging noise and I stepped out. The security guard was walking towards me.
"Mr. Masen, how are you this evening?"
"Good evening Mr. Chantey. I'm doing well, and yourself?" I liked Mr. Chantey. Not going to lie though - the old man scares me. They took his gun away from him after shooting at a cat, thinking it was someone breaking into the building. Now he has a taser and pepper spray. Crazy ole man.
"I'm just fine, thank you for asking. Another early morning, I see."
"Yeah, a lawyer's work is never done."
"Well, don't work to hard there Mr. Masen," he said, laughing and walking back down the hallway.
"Hey, you too Mr. Chantey." I yelled after him. I didn't think he heard me. I walked into my office, kicked my shoes off, and flopped down on the couch. What to do, what to do?
A knock at my door startled me. Who the fuck would that be? I walked to the door and opened it slightly. My excitement rose as I realized who it was.
"Hey, how are you?" She asked. My cock was instantly hard as a rock. I was so eager to touch her.
"Kitten?" She was wearing that silly mask. Why would she be wearing it?
She walked past me and sat on the couch. I walked over and sat beside her. I took the opportunity to gently stroke her face. She was beautiful. Her breasts, her eyes, her beautiful smile . Everything about her was beautiful. I wanted her with me forever.
"So, what do you want to do?" Kitten asked. I realized that she removed my shirt. How the hell did she do that? She started to kiss my chest. I had to stand up to relieve the pressure in my pants. I was fully erect, and the angle my cock was in was making things uncomfortable. I stood up, facing her. Kitten's eyes darted to my crotch. She looked back up at me and smiled.
"I see someone is ready," she said. She started to undo my belt and unzip my pants.
She pulled my pants down to my knees. I lifted my left leg to step out of them while she helped. We repeated the process for the right leg. I was standing there in my boxers, facing her, looking down at her. My mind was racing so fast I couldn't think straight. Why was Kitten here? How did she know where I worked?
She smiled up at me and slowly licked her thick lips with her pink tip of her tongue. I leaned forward and placed my mouth over hers. knowing how soft her tongue was, I couldn't wait any longer to attack her mouth. As if she could read my mind, she started to circle her tongue around mine. We both moaned as they made contact.
After a while, she broke the kiss and I stood back up. She took her left hand and started to rub up and down the bulge in my boxers while she started to undo her bra with her right hand . Once she was free of her bra, she stroked and squeezed her right nipple. When the fuck did she take her shirt off? Hell, who cares! I moved my hand to stroke her left breast.
"May I see what we have here?" Kitten said as her forefingers travelled and slid underneath the rim of my boxers. She stretched out the elastic and very carefully pulled them down. My cock sprang forward to greet her. She looked at it adoringly before grabbing the head with her left hand. She slowly stroked up and down, all the while paying special attention to the head. With her right hand, she began to cup my balls and stroke them ever so lightly.
The moans escaped my lips. Fuck, she was good! I stood there, watching her stroke me up and down in a slow and teasing manner. Kitten knew how to please me. The look in her eyes told me that was her only goal.
She moved closer to me, all the while holding me at the base of my cock. Then she did it - she placed her soft lips around the head of my cock and slowly swirled her tongue around and up and down my shaft. The feeling was incredible. Every time she went down she would go lower and lower, deep throating me. On the way back up, she would pay special attention my head. Fuck, I wasn't going to last long.
"Fuck Kitten, your mouth feels so fucking amazing," I moaned. My hands fisted her hair.
She continued her oral ministrations, increasing her speed and suction. I knew I was getting close; I thought of pulling her off of me to prolong the event, but it just felt way too good. I was shaking and holding on for dear-fucking-life. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. She was a fucking pro - there was no doubt about it. I felt that I was at the place of no return as she kept increasing her speed. Finally, the strongest sensation of pleasure hit me like a tidal wave. Moaning out Kitten's name, My cock began spurting deep into the back of her throat. I couldn't contain myself or the curses escaping my lips. I held onto her head. She finally back away after the wonderful sensation was gone, and I was able to breathe again.
"Fuck Kitten, that was great!" I smiled, looking down at her.
I knelt down in front of her. I had to touch her. I felt compelled to stroke her breasts and did so as she willingly laid back on the couch to give me easy access. I started to stroke her belly, circling lower and lower. I slid my hand up her skirt and through her panties and started to stroke her clit, causing her to moan and close her eyes.
I felt my cock start to respond again.
I wanted to be inside Kitten. I removed my hand from under her skirt and she moaned at the loss of contact. I unbuttoned her skirt as she lifted her hips so I could pull it off. After that we quickly discarded her panties. I climbed on the couch, got up on my knees and positioned myself over her. Wanting her to feel everything I felt, I kissed her with every ounce of passion in me. She abruptly stopped me.
"Are you forgetting something?" she asked. I gave her a puzzled look. Oh, the mask... I brought my hands to her face to remove it.
"No!" She yelled. "No... not that," she said more softly. She held out a small foil packet. Fuck, how in the hell did I almost forget that? Do thoughts of Kitten's pussy cause amnesia?
I took the packet from her hand, opened it, and rolled the condom down my cock.
I lined my cock up against her pussy and pushed forward. Even with a condom on she felt wonderful. I started to move back and forth, each time pushing harder and harder.
"Oh, fuck Kitten! You like feeling this cock in your pussy, don't you?. Your pussy is so wet!"
She moaned loudly in response and moved with me.
"You want more Kitten? I'll give you more. I'll make sure you can't walk for a fucking week."
"Fuck... you... can't... say... shit... like... that... to... me!" Why is it that she sounded a little different? "Fuck... I'm... so... close... harder... oh... god."
Wait...what the fuck? I froze and looked down at her.
"Kitten?" I tried to pull her mask off.
"No...please don't," she begged. I jerked it off.
"WHAT THE FUCK? ANG! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I screamed.
I shot straight up in bed and looked around. A cold, thin film of sweat covered me. Fuck - it was only a goddamn dream! Rubbing my face with my hands, I tried to slow my breathing down. Holy fucking hell, that was one scary ass motherfucking nightmare!
Jesus Christ. I got out of bed, trying to calm down. It wasn't working at all. I was pacing around the guest bedroom. Shower - I need a shower – that will help. I made my way into the shower. My head was pounding like a motherfucker. I closed my eyes and let the hot water roll off my body. Long chestnut hair flashed behind my closed eyes. Chocolate brown eyes... Soft pink pouty lips... Her face, the face of my Beauty from work... Her lips were moving as though she was talking but I heard no words. My eyes snapped opened. What the fuck was that? Why was I thinking of her? I jumped out of the shower and threw on a pair of dark jeans and a black long-sleeved shirt. Running my hands through my hair, I walked downstairs.
I grabbed my cell and called Em to let him know him I wasn't working today. I would swing by at some point today to talk to him however, and get some of my shit. Yes, I was going to stay with Ang - for now, at least.
I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. What do I want to eat? There wasn't shit in there. Doesn't Ang go to the fucking store? I shut the door and walked over to the cabinets. Bread, soup, tuna. What the fuck is this shit? Nothing to fucking eat for breakfast. Does she not know breakfast is the most important meal of the goddamn day? Slamming the cabinet door shut, I walked out of the kitchen and stopped dead in my tracks. There it was again - flashes of Beauty, tears streaking her face as she leaned over something . Why was she crying? Goddammit, why couldn't I hear what she was saying? Fucking frustrated as fuck, I picked up the keys to my hummer. I need to get to the office and talk with Em. I need to tell him what happened, and what I've been doing. I knew Em wouldn't judge me. I'm pretty fucking sure he would be fucking ecstatic that I was getting some pussy. Had I mentioned before that he hated Ang?
I got into the Hummer and sunk back into the seat. I hadn't driven the beast in a while. I still needed to fucking find my Kitten. Would she be at the hotel? I hoped so... I stopped at a red light when a flash of brown caught my eye. I turned to see long chestnut hair and a leopard print trench coat.
Kitten? I was getting ready to fucking jump from the Hummer when she turned around. Fuck no, that wasn't Kitten! She had beady little blue eyes and a huge fucking witch nose. I shivered - goddamn was she fugly! Yikes, that's going to cause some fucking nightmares. The light changed to green and I took off. Then Beauty's face flashed in my head again. What the fuck was this? Was someone trying to send me fucking subliminal messages? Why the fuck was she invading my fucking mind?
I parked the the beast in the underground garage. I had to take two fucking spaces, because Hummers are so damn big, and the spaces were so small . I walked to the elevator. When it dinged and the doors opened, three girls got out. As I moved over to let them pass me, they smiled at me. I returned the smile. As I got in, I heard them talking about me.
"Oh God, did you see his face?"
"I know! I've always liked the bad boys - by the looks of his face he has to be one."
"I would fuck the shit out of him."
I laughed as the doors closed. Nope, sorry ladies - not happening! There is only one girl I want to fuck - my Kitten. The ride up to the office was... well, a ride to the office. The doors slid open and stepped out when yet again she flashed in my mind. What the fuck is wrong with me? I really need to find her, to talk to her. I shook my head as I walked over to Mrs. Cope.
"Hey, is Em busy?"
"Hey Edwa...Oh my God! What happened to your face?" She yelled as she jumped up and reached for my face. I chuckled at her. God love her. She ran her hand over my cheek. I bet she was a great mother.
"I'm trying for the bad boy look, Mrs. C," I said laughing. She didn't return the laughter.
"Edward, what did you do?" She whispered.
"I dunno, I can't remember what happened." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"Edward, you shouldn't be here. You look like shit." Well, thank you so fucking much!
"I'm fine Mrs. C. Is Em busy? I need to talk to him."
"Yes, he is talking to Ms. Swan."
"Ms. Swan?"
"Yes Edward, she owns the spa downstairs." Mrs. C said while rolling her eyes at me.
"Ah the Goose Egg Spa." I forgot about Em's appointment today.
"Alright. Can you call my office when she leaves please?" I asked while walking towards my office.
"Sure can, baby boy," she called out.
As I walked past Em's office I was hit again with images of Beauty flashing through my mind. This time she kissed me. What the fuck? Shaking my head again, I walked into my office. Something was off. I had no idea why, but I had this feeling in my gut that I needed to go to Em's office. I sat at my desk for about ten minutes. The feeling was still there, almost willing me to move, making me want to head over there. Seeing her in my mind again, I took that as the final straw. Was I losing my fucking mind? Maybe Em wasn't who I needed to talk to. I might need professorial help. This feeling was like a pull that couldn't be ignored - the same feeling I had when I saw Beauty and her friends that day. The same feeling I had with Kitten.
I got to Em's office; his door was shut. I reached for the knob to turn it when I heard Em laughing. I groaned as I listened to him. He was telling jokes - not very good ones at that. I had to help this poor girl before things got worse. I opened the door to see her back turned towards me. I suddenly felt the pull grow even stronger. Her hair was pulled up in a high ponytail, leaving her long, elegant neck on display. Strangely, I wanted bad to grab the girl and lick and suck the hell out of that neck... I felt my dick stir in my jeans. I looked over at Em; he was smiling at first, but quickly his look changed into that of concern.
"What the fuck? Edward, you look like shit! Who the fuck did that to you, bro?" Em said, standing up. My eyes shot back down to the girl sitting there. She still had her back turned to me.
"Not sure," I said. I watched the girl stiffen as the words came from my mouth. She slowly turned around to face me. Tears welled up in her eyes. As she stood, the smell of cotton candy hit me full force. Jesus fucking Christ.
"It's you." She whispered, walking towards me.
"Kitten?" She smiled that breath taking smile of hers and nodded her head. She jumped at me; I wrapped her in my arms; never wanting to let go.
"Thank God you're okay! I was so worried - no one would give me any information on you." She cried. I rubbed her back.
"I'm fine, Kitten. Are you okay?" I pulled away slightly to check her over. A few cuts and some small bruises; not too bad.
"I am now," she said, looking up at me and smiling through her tears. I brought the pads of my thumbs up to her face and wiped the tears away. Behind Kitten, Em cleared his throat.
"Um...yeah...I'll just be out there some where, doing something," he said as he walked out and closed the door behind him.
"Edward...your name is Edward? That's such an old fashioned name." She giggled and that shit went straight to my fucking cock. She was fucking teasing me!
"Yes, Edward is my name, but there is nothing old fashioned about me, Kitten," I said as I pulled her closer to me, rubbing my dick against her. "Well now Kitten, you know my real name. Tell me yours." I said against her neck. I started licking and sucking her neck.
"Oh God," She moaned. "Bella."
Bella. I liked it, but I liked Kitten better. I brought my mouth to hers. What started as a slow and gentle kiss escalated into a powerful need-to-have-you-right-now kiss. I pushed Kitten up against the wall, lifting her up to me. She wrapped her legs around my waist. It all seemed so surreal. I couldn't wrap my mind around that Kitten-Beauty-Bella was real, right here with me. She has been right in front of me this whole time. The gym. The lobby. The hotel. Everyday of my life for the last year. Right then and there I vowed to myself that nothing would tear us apart. That I'd have her as mine and never let her go.
"Abort! Abort! Wicked witch of the north, west, east and south is here! ABORT! She-devil is coming your way!" Em's loud voice boomed through the intercom. Kitten gave me a strange look. Who?
"She's coming bro, and she's not looking to fucking happy," he warned.
"Who is he talking about, Edward?" I moaned at the sound of my name falling from her now swollen lips.
"I'm not sure, Kitten." I said as I let her down from the wall.
"Dude! T-Minus 10 seconds and counting! Fucking cock-whore-witch is coming! Abort motherfucker ABORT!" His voice sounded again. Just as I took a step away from Kitten, the door flew open.
"Edward, there you are." Ang said, looking at me as my kitten stood by my side.
FUCK. MY. LIFE!
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