All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, I'm just playing with her toys.

This story is close to my heart as I met my fiance on eHarmony. If anything is off on the way it goes, please forgive me. I'm sure many things have changed in the years since I was on. Also, Edward being in Bella's first ten matches was a mirror to my match with my fiance.

So, last chapter Edward and Bella took over and it headed in a direction I wasn't expecting out of these two. They are just full of surprises I tell you! Oh, the part in the last chapter where Edward was laughing that Bella thought his hair was brown... well that was taken from real life. My finace thought my hair was brown because it showed up like that in the pictures. It is actually... i think auburn is the best color description. It isn't fire red and it isn't brown... it's kinda in between.

All blame for this story taking away from HWYDTM goes to PinkIndeed. ;) You got my brain going on this story and it wouldn't be contained. Love you girl!

All blame for this particular chapter goes to Missus Robinson for a comment she made in a review. I also thank her for pre reading and her suggestions and corrections.

So, I made a mistake in chapter 4 which I have corrected. Edward refered to himself as Dr. Edward Cullen when he is in fact Dr. Edward Masen in this story. I goofed, forgive me and forget if you ever read that he was a Cullen.

Enjoy!


Step eight: The B Side

I was in love. Head over fucking heels. There was no doubt in my mind that Edward was the one. My Edward. My geeky, science, hot body, shy boy. That reason alone is why I was scared to death to meet him. I joked about it, sure, but that was to hide my whole body trembling fear.

What if I wasn't pretty enough? What if we didn't mesh as well in person as we did over the phone? The biggest fear of all; what if there was no spark?

It had been a few weeks now since I had been matched with anyone because I had turned the new matches off. Nor did I return any other matches communication requests. There was no point. Edward was it for me whether he liked it or not.

I think he liked it though. He didn't renew his membership this week when it expired and he now always called me as soon as he got done at the hospital. Well, when he got out at a time I could talk. I told him I was concerned with all the sleep I was taking away from him; he said he couldn't sleep until he talked to me.

He was sweet. He was also geeky, stuttering, and cute as all can be. I loved it.

The past few weeks had been like a dream. Well, with the exception of seventies porno guy. At least he gave us a laugh, though I swear Edward really did want to punch him.

Did I mention he was sweet yet?

We had gotten to know each other pretty well. So well, in fact, I was pretty sure he knew me almost as well as Alice and Jasper.

He'd even learned about my perverted side. I had a dirty mind, one that rarely was exposed and he had unleashed it full force.

Most people would not describe me as evil. Edward?

You are very evil – Edward

Oh, yeah. Why did he think this? Well, that's because he awoke my dark side. Here's the thing, it's Saturday night and I am bored. Remember what happened last time I was bored on a Saturday night? I signed up for online dating.

I guess that wasn't so bad. It led me to Edward. Edward, the man I was currently torturing. He was so much fun to torture.

Edward was at work. I tried to keep the smile from my face, but it just wasn't happening. Just thinking about him made my girly bits swoon. With a body like his and his cute geek personality how could I not?

So, add being turned on with bored and dirty texts was born. Goes great with picture war.

Which do you prefer; boy cut, bikini, or thong? – B

Just because you are bored does not give you permission to play with me – Edward

Honesty – B

Boy cut are fucking sexy as hell on you. I have proof; though if you want to challenge my decision please send evidence – Edward

I squealed with delight as I bounced into my bedroom and shuffled through my panties. Pulling out a pair of blue satin bikini cut, I slip them on. Snapping a quick picture with my phone I sent him a photo of me in nothing but a tank top and my skimpy panties.

Fucking hell, woman! – Edward

I smiled at his response. Picking out a black thong next I slipped it on and repeated, making sure to get a good shot of my ass.

Why was I, reserved Bella Swan, sending some guy pictures of me in my skivvies? Well, I had grown bold with his continuous tales of how beautiful and sexy he thought I was. That and I found myself wanting to tease him into oblivion. I already had a dirty mind. Add a gorgeous guy, a camera phone, and the lack of inhibition due to having never met in person; things are bound to get ugly. Besides, I was still clothed. Naked I would never do.

You just couldn't leave my poor cock alone, could you? – Edward

I laughed, but was quickly silenced as I thought of said cock.

Nope – B

You have a very fine ass, Miss Swan – Edward

Is that your professional opinion, Dr. Masen? – B

You drive me crazy –Edward

In a good way though – B

I don't know about that. Having a hard on like steel while sewing up some guys arm is not so good – Edward

I bet he was checking out your package – B

Don't say that – Edward

I'd be checking it out – B

Really? – Edward

… ok, I'd be to chicken to actually do it, but I would think about it – B

I am right now – B

There was silence for a little while so I figured he must be with a patient. So, what did evil me decide to do? Keep going of course!

That's nice. Perfect, just like you – B

Long, thick, and so hard you are dripping – B

You would fill my tight, wet pussy so perfectly – B

Stop! Jesus, stop! No more – Edward

Fuck I had to claim bathroom emergency and bust one out before I exploded in my pants – Edward

No more texts for you! – Edward

I'll still send them – B

No! I won't read them – Edward

Sure you won't – B

I knew he was playing with me, but when there was no response I got worried.

You really don't want to hear from me? – B

Fuck. I will read them – Edward

I smiled at my victory.

You have no idea how sexy the image of you barely able to contain yourself is. The thought that I did that to you… mmm… exquisite – B

Your thoughts get me in trouble – Edward

You like them though – B

Shit, yes I do. However, you are still a meanie in getting me so turned on at a HOSPITAL and you are no where around to help me out with my problem – Edward

Mmm, we could slip into an unused room and you could have your wicked way with me between patients – B

You are so fucking naughty, I just don't know what to do with you – Edward

Oh, I think you know what to do with me, Dr. Masen. Tell me, if I was there right now what would happen? – B

If I don't pass out? Drag you to a secluded spot and pounce on you – Edward

I like your thoughts – B

My thoughts get me in trouble – Edward

I like it when you get in trouble, makes me wish I was there to help you with your troubles. ;) – B

I can't figure out when we do meet what is going to happen. We have all of this teasing going on, but I'm going to be so nervous I fear I really will pass out – Edward

I have the same thoughts. Let's not put any pressure on it and just see what happens. Until then, I'll be dreaming about you. Vivid, sex filled, dreams about you – B

I like that idea. ;) – Edward

I smiled at his texting wink; it was the first time he had done it. We traded texts for the remainder of the day every now and then. The ER always seemed to get busier after the sun set and around ten thirty I said my goodnights and fell into a deep sleep with sweet dreams of my Dr. Masen.

It was a week later during lunch that I received a video through my phone. My jaw dropped as I watch Edward on the screen, pacing back and forth as he spoke. Someone was asking him questions, the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but I couldn't place it.

" Nice pic on your wallpaper. This Bella?"

"Yeah."

"So, when are you going to meet dream girl?"

I watched Edward's hand move to his hair and begin to tug. "I… I don't know. We…we both avoid it…afraid… I … what if... gah! I can't even fucking talk about it! Just the thought of meeting her has me hyperventilating!"

"Why's that?"

"Because, Em, she… she's beautiful and sexy and smart and… what if she doesn't… I'm not…Em, I'm crazy about her."

"Crazy how?"

"Crazy like over the moon for her. If she doesn't… if things don't… I can't… I couldn't take… I can't image my … my life without her in it."

My eyes grew wide at his declaration. I shouldn't be witnessing this. His friend was obviously doing this without his knowledge, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the small screen in front of me. I watched as he sat down and placed his head between his knees.

"Dude, you have got it bad!"

"I think I'm going to throw up."

"Just meet her and get it over with. You two can't keep this up. You may think I don't see what she does to you, but I do."

"I... I …ho-how can… it's not just… look at me, Em! How the hell can I meet her when just talking about meeting her has me so wound up?"

"Well…"

"What are you doing?"

Edward's head snapped up and his eyes focused on whoever was doing the recording.

"Just checking out..."

"Give me the phone!" Edward's voice screamed in panic, his eyes wide. There was a faint 'oh, shit!' and what appeared to be a bit of a struggle before the recording ended.

I sat back in my chair, my mind replaying the recording over and over. I finally got to see my geek in a way he could only describe to me before. The bumbling, stuttering, hyperventilating Edward that he insisted he was. My heart clenched tight as I thought about some of the things he had said about why we hadn't met. It was all true for me as well. I so desperately wanted to be with him, but was so afraid. I also knew we were coming to an impasse.

We would be meeting soon, of that I was certain, but that fact did not calm me in the least bit. My palms were already sweating, my heart beat picking up.

I knew Edward would be freaking out about what his friend had sent and knew I needed to say something, otherwise he might think bad things. I didn't want him to be upset or panicking, so I put myself out there as well. I knew Edward accepted me and all of my quirks, but I also knew he wasn't certain I accepted him and his quirks.

Your friend is being a meanie to you again. Video this time – B

Fuck, I know. He…I'm sorry. I've flogged him for it. He says he's sorry. I haven't figured out if I believe him yet or not. Once again, sorry - Edward

Don't be sorry, never be sorry. Hey Edward…I'm crazy over the moon for you too – B

I like that – Edward

Me too - B

I hate my friends. I want to trade them. Want to trade? – Edward

Nope. They are part of you and I want all of you – B

Making me even crazier over here – Edward

Good. :) – B

I really wished I was at home and not in the office, but it was Friday and I still had four hours to go. I spent the remainder of my lunch hour trying not to freak out about our inevitable meeting. It did me no good to get as wound up as Edward already was. At least I tried to not get so wound up, it wasn't working the greatest.

What really sucked was that Edward was working until midnight. I couldn't tease him until after work, so that left my mind to wonder. Wondering mind was never a good thing. Kind of like idle hands.

Mmm, Edward's idle hands. I could imagine his hands running around my skin, tickling me, teasing me. Shit. Now I was turned on in my office. Great.

I laughed at the irony of my situation. I teased Edward while he was at work, leaving him in a worse situation than my own, and I was complaining that thinking about him had me turned on. I sighed and turned back to my work, the video playing over and over in my head. I picked out certain things he said and smiled. He was so wound up and nervous to meet me. He was thinking about me. I was in his head. Hopefully that also meant I was in his heart as he was certainly in mine.


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Swoons. I love Edward!