Disclaimer: Twilight and all the associated characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. The story line and all their naughty little actions come to you courtesy of me.

Investing in Love – Chapter 6

I have the artwork securely rewrapped and sitting behind the Twilight stage. I'm hoping Edward shows up today while we practice so I can return his investment. It was tricky, but I managed to keep this little gift a secret from the girls. I don't want them to read too much into this, and just thinking about the audacity of this man to send me such a sensual piece of art sets me off. The fact that he threw the words I said to him back in my face in such a way, just shows how much of an arrogant jerk he is.

Mike and I are standing behind the stage waiting for Alice to finish her solo. Mike leans around the curtain to look out. "Oh great, that Edward guy is here," he huffs.

I practically knock Mike down, as I push him away to peek around the curtain too, looking for myself. Yep, that's him. From what I can tell he is in a dark suit sitting back with his right ankle lying across his left thigh. He has his fingertips pressed together, holding them up by his lips with his elbows relaxed on the arm rest. It appears we have a grumpy Edward today.

"There is something strange about him. He seems so tense all the time."

"You think so?" I ask, even though I really don't care what he thinks.

"Yeah, you don't notice it? He looks at you like you are something to eat. It's creepy."

Mike and I perform our routine flawlessly. The piece we are doing is portraying a couple who has been together for years but is torn apart by the woman's betrayal. We are, appropriately, dancing to OneRepublic's 'Apologize'. My real life fades away and I become this character, putting emotion into every movement. I'm only brought back to reality once the music ends.

When the routine is over, I'm back to reality. I must return sexy picture back to sexy man. I don't even give Mike enough time to try and grab my ass, as soon as he helps me to my feet I rush to the back stage, grab the art work and head out to find Edward.

I stop in my tracks as soon as I see Mike and Edward conversing in the auditorium. It appears to be a one-sided conversation that I'm not about to interrupt. It looks as if Edward is scolding Mike about something, and Mike does not look happy. What the hell is going on? As soon as Edward is done with the conversation, he turns and leaves without even a glance in my direction.

I look down at the artwork in my hand. I'm not keeping this thing, and I'm getting more annoyed and frustrated by the minute. If I don't take care of this now, I will just keep thinking about it. That's probably what he wants…he is like a parasite trying to take over my mind… I solidify my decision to take care of this matter today. I know what I need to do.

I step out of the taxi with a death grip on my inappropriate gift. It is securely wrapped and I know this, but I have this fear that the brown wrapping will mysteriously disintegrate and I will be standing in downtown New York with an erotic photo in my hand. Maybe a thief will snatch it from me, and once they get it back to their place they will assume I am some kind of porn collector. Not that it would matter what a thief thought of me, but this thing is making me nervous and flustered. Life can get back to normal once it is gone.

I shut the door of the taxi and stare up at the giant skyscraper, with the big silver letters classifying it as SpyTech. I take a deep breath and head into the main lobby. Are these guys over compensating for something? This place is huge and I am only on the first floor. There is an extravagant water fall fixture in the center of the lobby with the security desk sitting in the forefront. There are several seating areas on the right hand side of the lobby and there is a Starbucks on the left. I wonder if Alice knows about this? She will be trying to get relocated, to this Starbucks, just so she can be closer to her Jazzy. I'm trying to keep my face neutral to all this extravagance because I don't want to appear as if I am a tourist.

I head to the security desk to ask which floor Edward is on, but before I can even ask, the security guard seems to have already read my mind.

"Miss Swan, it's so lovely to meet you. I'm Alec, head of security here at SpyTech." Alec seems like a very nice man, probably in his mid to late forties. He gives me a little chuckle and I realize my mouth is hanging open, but what do you expect? I have never met a psychic before.

"Edward said we should be expecting you." Is that supposed to make me feel better? Now I know I have a confused look on my face.

"His office is on the 45th floor. I will show you to his private elevator." I follow him to the back of the waterfall where there is a corridor of elevators. This feels very portentous, like he is leading me to something dangerous. Who am I kidding? He is leading me to something very dangerous.

Once Alec gets me safely onto the elevator, he tells me that when the doors open, I should see Edwards's secretary. What he failed to tell me is that she is a gorgeous voluptuous blond. I guess hoping she would be a 60 year old grandmother was a little delusional.

I take a step out of the elevator and Blondie never looks up. Okay, maybe she didn't hear the elevator. I clear my throat a little bit, still no recognition from 'big boob McGee'. Then I see her name plate: Tanya Denali, so I decide to act… kind of… professional. "Excuse me…Tami, is it? I would like to have a private moment with Mr. Cullen."

She barely even looks up at me; I think she is reading on her iPhone. She gives a little huff. "Don't we all honey. And the name is Tanya."

"Excuse me?" I'm annoyed at her tone of voice.

"Look, Edward is a busy man and you don't look like the normal type I see for these unexpected visits…..so you need to get back on the elevator and go back to wherever it is you came from." She waves her perfectly manicured hand towards the elevator indicating where she wants me to go.

Oh no, she didn't!

"Well, Tracey, Edward just sent me this very expensive gift and I can't possible accept something so extravagant. I just need to see him and return it to him." Yes, I can be a bitch too.

First she looks at me with surprise and then it slowly morphs into a look of abhorrence. "My…Name…Is…Tanya… and as I just told you, Edward is busy right now. I can't let you go in." I know she's lying, and I just want to wipe that smirk off of her face.

I'm tired of other people telling me what I can and can't do. I decide today I'm not going to take it anymore. I give fake, big-boobed, Tanya a devilish smile and I march straight to Edwards's office door.

"You can't go in there!" Tanya gets up from her chair. Finally she moves…..and son of a bitch…she has long gorgeous legs too.

I roll my eyes at her, and the fact that she is perfect. "Just watch me, Tina."

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