Disclaimer: All Twilight names, places and characteristics belong to the talented Stephenie Meyer. I just play with her toys.

Authors note: Okay I lied and decided to update! What can I say, I'm sitting at my laptop after work and 'accidently' open up a word document! Enjoy!


I left the doctors office with false confidence, I knew I was clean. That wasn't what I was worrying about. It was seeing Edward Cullen again in a matter of moments.

It would be a couple of hours before the doctor could get our test results in so we were going for lunch at a bar a few blocks... or apparently 'streets' away. I followed Eric outside, the Cullens and Marcus were already waiting in the limousine. I climbed in and found myself seated where right now, I really wished I wasn't.

Right next to Edward.

Edward was by the window, I was next to him and then had Eric next to me. Seated opposite were the other two Cullens and Marcus. Eric and Marcus were talking contracts, they had to be signed before filming could begin. Both Emmett and Jasper were on their cellphones, making baby noises down the handset.

"Who are they talking to?" I asked Edward.

"Their girlfriends," He snorted, slightly amused. Even when he was being comical, his accent was... dreamy.

"They have girlfriends?" I was surprised.

"Mmhm," Edward nodded.

"And their women are okay with their choice of career?"

"I wouldn't go that far. Emmett's girl is in the business too but Jasper's... She pretends like it doesn't happen,"

"Wow," I stared at the two men on their phones, I was truly bewieldered.

I eventually looked down at my feet, dancing the ends of my shoes to the beat of the quiet music playing. Every few seconds, I would look at Edward Cullen from the corner of my eye. Mostly he was looking out of the window but sometimes it looked as though he was looking away from me.

"So, you're a fan?" I finally said.

He laughed softly. It wasn't a sound I hated.

"Something like that. I'm... familiar with your work. Let's put it that way,"

"Care to elaborate, Cullen?" I requested.

The car came to a stop outside and Edward stretched, I watched him do so and saw his tee-shirt ride up his stomach just slightly. He looked toned and had a perfectly trimmed happy trail leading down from his navel.

"Not right now, Bella. Later," He told me and opened the door closest to him and got out.

I ducked my head down when his hand appeared in front of me.

"Allow me," He said quietly.

I took his hand and gasped. Something flowed through my fingers, along my arms and all the way through my body. I got out of the car and looked up at Edward in what I would call wonderment, he probably thought I looked either insane or sick. His green eyes, bore into mine and I swallowed my nerves.

"This isn't how I imagined meeting you, Miss Swan," He dropped my hand and combed his long fingers through his hair. He tilted his head back as he did so and sighed. My entire body broke out in gooseflesh.

"It-it isn't?" I was confused.

All of the doors closed on the car and Eric waved from the other side.

"Come on you two, we have a reservation!"

"Coming," I called back and started to head in the direction of the restaurant when I was forcefully pulled back.

"Can I see you later, Bella? I'll tell you what you wanted to know,"

His eyes looked like they were begging me, they were owning me.

I nodded.

"Sure. You could come to my hotel later?"

"Are you sharing a room with your friend?"

"God no!" I laughed. "Do you have a pen?"

Edward found one in the back pocket of his jeans. My eyes followed him while he looked. Loose stone-washed jeans with purposely made rips in the knees. Something was waving above my vague eyeline while I gazed.

The pen.

I mumbled a shy apology and took the pen from Cullen, I then took his hand and wrote the details of my hotel and the room number on his palm.

"Thankyou," He grinned a little crookedly. I nodded and stepped onto the pavement and finally went into the restaurant.

Eric, Marcus, Emmett and Jasper were all sitting in a booth. Papers and menu's scattered on the table.

"Bella Boo! There you are. I've got a coke waiting for you," Eric waved and shuffled over in his seat.

I took my place and Edward sat the other side next to his brothers. Jasper leant over and whispered something in his ear and chuckled. Edward's cheeks blushed a light shade of pink and nudged his brother in a quiet attack of revenge for whatever it is Jasper said.

"I don't see there being any problem with anyone's test results, so perhaps we could go ahead and sign the contracts now?" Marcus proposed.

Eric looked at me for approval. I was looking across the table at Edward, my legs were swinging under the table. I squeaked when my feet became accidently tangled with Edward's long legs.

"Bella Boo?"

"Yeah Bella Boo. Can we do this? I'm hungry" Emmett chuckled.

"What? Oh yeah,"

Eric slid the pieces of paper to me, I looked down at them and tried my hardest to concentrate on what I was reading. It was getting increasingly harder by the second when I could feel Edward Cullen's eyes on me.

I read that upon signing the contracts, it of course officially bound me to the entire course of filming. Three days, three men, so to speak. It would be a closed set, limited people peering in on myself and my partner. Eric whispered to me that between himself and Marcus, they agreed that on Monday I would go with Emmett, Tuesday, Jasper and Wednesday would be with Edward.

Had they saved me the best till last?

Edward tapped the end of his pen on the table. I signed my name and pushed the papers towards the three men. Edward signed without hesitation, it surprised me considering this was his first film. Maybe his brothers had mentally prepared him... or my past films could have too by the sounds of things.

Once Emmett and Jasper had signed the papers, Marcus grabbed them and clutched them in his hands.

"Perfect! Now let's eat while we wait for the doctor's call,"

Doctor's call?

Fuck that.

I wanted it to be tonight already.

Tonight when Edward would be knocking on my door...


What do we think is going through Bella's mind? And Edward's for that matter.

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