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Cover Girl Chapter 10

Edward walked into the Adult Entertainment Expo with a very giddy Emmett by his side, like literally vibrating with excitement giddy. Edward just laughed at him and headed off towards the Bunny Life area to get ready for the signing and to purchase the current edition that he had still not purchased. There were lots of people milling around but only a few had gotten into a line at that point so Edward hurried up to the main table, purchased the copy he was missing, and then went to stand in line. Emmett had wandered off but Edward didn't mind, he was there to get the exclusive early copy and get Rosalie's autograph.

While Edward waited he leafed through the copy he had just purchased, stopping when he got to Rosalie's spread. God, she was stunning. This shoot took a more risqué direction than previous ones and showed her clad in leather that looked to fit like a second skin. There were portions cut out that showed her flawless skin and beautiful curves. Her blonde hair had been teased and spiked up and her makeup was dark and dramatic.

One photo had her laid back on a motorcycle, the top unzipped and barely covering her breasts. Another photo had her bent over the same motorcycle with her top completely off, this time holding a leather riding crop as if she was going to spank her own ass. Yet another had her back on the motorcycle, completely naked except for the stiletto thigh high black boots, one leg slightly hiked up to hide her most intimate area. And the last photo had her standing in only the boots, this time holding the riding crop out from her body, and the way the photo was taken masked her pussy once more.

It was something that happened in each of her photos, they never showed her pussy. Either her body was positioned so it couldn't be seen, or she was holding something that barely masked it. Even her school girl shoot had the ruler covering her slit, and it drove Edward crazy. It created mystery, intrigue, and desire, and those were qualities that made Edward and so many others crave more.

Edward had been waiting in line for almost an hour and placated himself by watching other promoters do their thing. There were multiple magazines represented in the venue and each one took their turn making announcements, drawing the crowd over to them, and such. Then there were the actors and actresses who were promoting their movies, doing Q&A sessions, and posing for pictures.

At one point, Emmett made his way back over and joined Edward in line, and borrowed his copy of Bunny Life to look through it. Edward had already looked at the entire thing, yet couldn't help but glance over Emmett's arm when he reached Rosalie's spread. She was just as stunning the second time as the first, and Edward was getting excited at the chance to see her again.

Just then, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Pulling it out, he saw that it was Bella texting him.

Bella: Hey you, I'm being tortured again. Having a better time with Emmett tonight?

Edward: You should tell me where you are so I could come rescue you from the torture, though if it's another dress and heels then I might just have to keep you in them for my pleasure. And yes, tonight's better with Emmett.

Bella: Yes, more 'pretty' torture, and nope, I'd strip them all off before you got here.

Edward: *perks up* Stripping? Naked Bella?

Bella: You perv! A few kisses and ass grabs and you're suddenly wanting me naked :P

Edward: I don't know what you're talking about, I'm innocent.

Bella: Innocent my ass! You're as evil as I am. Do I have to remind you that it was YOU who dragged me across campus until you found a corner to molest me in?

Edward: I'm not denying that, and I don't regret it either.

Bella: Neither do I…

Edward: So how late are you going to be tortured? I don't want to wait until tomorrow to see you.

Bella: Probably until about 1 or so, but I can do coffee afterward. It'll give me a chance to wind down.

Edward: Coffee sounds great, we can go somewhere or you can come chill in mine and Emmett's rooms, maybe watch a movie or something.

Bella: Either works for me.

Edward: Text or call me when you're done and let me know which you prefer.

Bella: Will do, but for now, I have to go. I'm being paged for more torture.

Edward: Okay, fine. Take care and see you tonight

Bella: You do the same

Edward slid his phone back into his pocket and looked up to find Emmett grinning widely at him.

"Who was that?" he asked.

"Oh, just Bella," Edward replied.

"Bella? Bella, Bella, Bella… Why do I know that name?"

"Because I told you about her earlier and yesterday, you oaf! Remember, Mom used to watch her during the summers? Her dad is Chief Swan."

"Oh, right! So, you and Bella, huh?" Emmett said with a sly tone as he raised his brows repeatedly at Edward.

"That's none of your business."

"Whether or not you say anything, I know better, little bro. You didn't see the smile on your face while you had your little texting conversation. You've got it bad for little Bella."

"Shut up."

"Nope, not gonna. Besides, it's more fun to get you all rattled up like this before you see your Rosalie," Emmett replied as he elbowed Edward.

"She's not my Rosalie, she's just someone I admire and enjoy looking at. Besides, Bella's so much more than her, she's real, tangible, and just feels… Hell, I don't know how to explain it to you about Bella. But Rosalie, while she's beautiful and has an amazing body, she's not the person in the magazine, that's just a persona that I enjoy looking at and fantasizing about. It's like all those thirty something housewives who lust after that actor who played that red-headed, sparkly vampire. They dream of him, they obsess over him, they leave their husbands and kids to travel to the other side of the country to see his movie premieres and maybe, just maybe, get to touch him or take a picture with him. But in the end, he's just a fantasy they play out in their heads and they go back home to their spouse and kids, whom they love and are happy with. The thing with Rosalie is the same way for me. I may enjoy looking at her, dreaming of her, but in the end, she's a fantasy I've built up while Bella's real and here and so much more."

"Damn, dude, you do have it bad for Bella."

"Yeah, alright, I do have it bad for her. I had it bad for her back in the day and it's even more so now. So yes, while I'm here to see Rosalie, get her autograph, get a photo or two, and meet her. When I'm done here then I'm done and she's back to being the girl in the magazine and Bella's the one I'll touch and hold and desire."

"When did you get so deep? Are you growing a pussy? And if you're so hard up for Bella, why are you here to see Rosalie? Why didn't you say something and stay in the room?" Emmett asked him and Edward knew he had a point in his questions.

"This thing with Rosalie is just an infatuation, though I do feel somewhat guilty knowing I'm here to see her when I'd rather be with Bella instead. But she's busy right now with some obligation she made months ago and she doesn't know I'm here. She never asked where we were or what we were doing, and it's not as if she's my girlfriend or anything. But it still feels a little wrong to me. You know, if Bella called me right now wanting to meet up, I'd leave and go to her."

"And you'd leave me, sugar?" a sweet, honeyed drawl sounded out behind Edward and he froze.

Emmett was staring over his shoulder gaping and pointing, and there was a sudden rush of people around them. Edward slowly turned around and saw Rosalie Hale standing directly behind him, even more stunning than the night before.

"Oh, uh, uh…" Edward stammered and Rosalie laughed lightly as she gently slapped his chest.

"Oh, honey, you're too sweet. All stunned speechless again. I see you came back tonight. No special lady to entertain you?" Rosalie asked him, batting her long eyelashes seductively.

"Uh, no, well, not right now, uh, she's, uh, busy?" Edward replied, his words coming out almost like a question.

"Now what kind of lady would stand you up on a Friday night? No wonder you came to see me, she must not be a nice girl, leaving you all alone like this," Rosalie said, moving to stand even closer, so close her breasts barely brushed his chest and the only thing separating them was the red velvet rope that marked the line area.

But Edward was bothered by her words and stepped backwards, his temper flaring at her accusations about Bella.

"She's a very nice girl, lovely, amazing, and absolutely wonderful; she just had prior obligations for tonight is all," Edward said quite firmly to Rosalie, his previous infatuation with her suddenly dimmed as she all but trashed Bella without even knowing her or the circumstance.

"Well pardon me, darlin', I didn't realize. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a job to do," she said with a smirk but then dropped her head slightly as if she was somewhat ashamed at her words. Then she slowly turned and walked through the crowd.

"Fuck, Edward, Bella's really got you by the short hairs. And where'd you get a set of brass balls to talk to a porn star like that, especially in a place like this?" Emmett asked and Edward didn't think twice as he spun around and punched him hard in the chest. "Dude!" Emmett exclaimed as he rubbed the spot and glared at Edward.

"She's not a porn star! And she had no right to talk about Bella when she doesn't even know her!" Edward growled and turned to leave the line, but was stopped short by a man standing up on the table in front of them, microphone in hand.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" the man yelled into the microphone and Edward cringed at the booming voice that also held a southern drawl.

Edward looked the man over as he wondered who he was. He was dressed well in a perfectly tailored suit, but wore a bolero instead of a tie, and had on black shiny cowboy boots that appeared to be made of something like snakeskin. He was wearing a black Stetson but Edward could see longer blonde hair sticking out from underneath. And he looked young as well, like not much older than Emmett.

"Welcome to Las Vegas and the Adult Entertainment Expo! I'm Jasper Whitlock, CEO and owner of Bunny Life, though it was my father and mother, the late and great Peter and Charlotte Whitlock, who started Bunny Life so many years ago when they were barely old enough to buy a copy for themselves. They had a vision and wanted to create a classic adult magazine that featured beautiful women of all shapes and sizes. They demanded that the photos be tasteful and wanted the readers to get to know the girls so they started giving out snippets about them, their likes, dislikes, favorite movies and music. They were so busy growing Bunny Life that they waited many years to have me, almost not succeeding, yet here I am!" the man said and the crowd laughed at his words. Edward nearly rolled his eyes but held off as the man began to speak again.

"My parents would have been turning seventy this year, and would have been celebrating their fiftieth wedding anniversary here tonight had they not passed six months ago. But they went together, doing stuff I'd rather not imagine them doing," Jasper said, visibly cringing as the crowd cheered and clapped. "But I know they wish they could be here today to celebrate Bunny Life turning fifty! It's a monumental achievement and also a sad one for our Bunny Life family.

"Many of you know our girls by name, by picture, and you've memorized their stats and facts. Well, I'm sure you all know of a lovely little southern belle named Miss Rosalie Hale, right?" Jasper asked and the crowd again cheered loudly, many people adding in whistles and catcalls. "Oh yeah, you know her, and who wouldn't? She's graced our cover more times in her short span with us than many other models did over a decade. We had a feeling she was special when she joined the family, and boy were we right. Rosalie Hale has quickly risen to our most popular model ever, and that's one of the reasons why today is such a sad day for all of us.

"It's with a heavy heart and a sad smile, that today, on Bunny Life's 50th birthday, that Miss Rosalie Hale is announcing her retirement."

The crowd went livid, loud boos sounding out all around and a lot of unbelieving people shouting questions at Jasper Whitlock.

"Now, now, calm down. She has her reasons and all of us at Bunny Life wish her well in her future endeavors. We knew when she started that she'd only be with us a short time, and we were lucky enough to get her as long as we did. But the time has come for her to move on. Our next edition coming out tomorrow will feature more pictures of her than ever before. Not only is it our anniversary edition, but there will be a full feature about Rosalie along with other favorite models from the past editions being pictured as well. Now, for those of you that were smart enough to get in line early, you're in luck, because we're giving away a select number of those copies to the first ones in line! And, if that wasn't enough of an incentive, Miss Rosalie Hale herself will be autographing them and taking photos with the lucky recipients!"

There was a mad push of people trying to get into the line in front of, and behind, Edward, but security guards appeared out of nowhere and pushed them back, quickly settling the crowd.

"Oh come on, people, don't be like that. The edition will be available for sale tomorrow, and if you have something with you that you'd like signed, that's an option as well, but it just won't be the anniversary edition.

"Now come the rules, don't be rude, don't touch unless you're given permission, and please be patient as well. Miss Rosalie has graciously agreed to sign autographs and meet with people for the next three hours, so better get in line now to hopefully secure a spot. Now, without further ado, I give you the gorgeous, the luscious, the amazingly talented and sexy Rosalie Hale!"

Jasper Whitlock held his hand out and Rosalie appeared on the table beside him, smiling, waving, and blowing kisses at the rabid crowd before her.

"Evening, y'all!" she giggled into the microphone and was greeted with a chorus of hellos in response, including one from Edward.

With two simple words, a giggle and a wave, she had entranced Edward again and he couldn't look away. She was stunning, and Edward was drawn in once more just as he had been the first time he saw her in the magazine. She pranced along that table in her tight midnight blue dress, her hips swaying, her hair flipping and flying through the air, and her eyes and voice beckoning everyone in the room, male and female alike. She owned them all, Edward included.

Finally she was helped off the table by two beefy guys who appeared to be security, and then the signing started. With her no longer dazzling him, Edward slowly snapped out of the Rosalie fog and remembered what she said to him before, and again he almost got out of the line, but it was too late because he and Emmett were next and the people behind him were pushing forward.

Edward was handed one of the anniversary editions of Bunny Life with Rosalie on the cover lying naked across the top of a very large pair of numbers to signify the anniversary. There were others around her, some older, some younger, but she was centered, completely in focus, and drew all eyes to her as she lay there looking at the camera seductively.

Edward was moved forward again and almost found himself in Emmett's back, but stopped himself short before he collided with his brother. There were only two people separating him from Rosalie, Emmett and some guy who was leaning so far over the table that security had moved in to pull him back if need be, but Rosalie just laughed it off, leaned in close for a picture, signed his magazine, and sent him off with a wave.

Emmett was up next and posed in an idiotic manner, going as far as putting up bunny ears behind Rosalie's head. She laughed when the photographer showed her the picture and kissed Emmett on the cheek, making him blush which was hard to accomplish. Then she asked his name, signed his edition, and sent him off. The photographer's assistant handed him a card for his picture and Emmett stepped off to the side as he stared down at his magazine.

Finally it was Edward's turn. He took a deep breath and stepped forward just as Rosalie looked up at him.

"Hey sugar, glad you didn't leave me. I'm sorry about what I said before, I'm sure your lady is amazing. Forgive me, honey?" she asked with a pout and Edward's anger at her cracked.

She was just an actress of sorts, and Edward figured she was probably just playing a part for the crowd that had been around them at the time.

"Forgiven, Miss Hale," Edward replied as he handed her his magazine copy.

"Thank you darlin', I do appreciate it," she smiled back at him and winked and Edward returned the grin.

"Look this way and smile," the photographer called to them and Edward leaned in as Rosalie placed an arm around his neck and rested her cheek against his.

The flash temporarily blinded him and he blinked away the spots as Rosalie went to work signing his edition. He didn't see what she wrote; he didn't even look as she handed him back the magazine with another seductive wink. Then he was pushed off, handed his own card for the picture, and found himself standing beside Emmett.

"Dude, I see the appeal now," Emmett said as he looked through his copy, and Edward finally opened his to see what she had written inside. What he saw rendered him speechless.

Hey sugar, don't hate me for what I said earlier, I was a bit crabby. Please forgive me? And I'd love to make it up to such a sweet guy as you. I'll be done about 11 and would love to get a drink with you. Call me at 555-3825 and we'll get together. Smooches!

XOXO

Rosalie

"Dude! She gave you her number?" Emmett whispered harshly over Edward's shoulder as he read what Rosalie had written.

"Doesn't matter, not going to use it," Edward replied.

"Like hell you aren't!" Emmett said and he pulled out his phone and began to punch the keys.

Edward wondered what in the hell he was doing, and as he looked at his brother's phone he nearly screamed at the exact moment that he saw the text Emmett had just sent. Emmett had texted Rosalie Edward's number and said he'd love to meet for a drink.

Edward looked over at the table as a girl brought Rosalie a phone. She looked down at it and then up and directly at Edward, smiling and nodding in his direction before she began to push buttons on it. A minute later Edward's phone vibrated in his pocket and Rosalie watched him with a smile on her face as he slowly pulled it out and looked at the screen.

Rosalie: Consider it a date, sugar. And don't stand me up because your brother gave me your room number as well. I do want to make it up to you for being so rude. Please?

Edward swallowed slowly, looked back at Rosalie and back at his phone before typing out a reluctant response.

Edward: No ma'am, I won't stand you up. I'll be waiting in the hotel restaurant at 11:15.

Edward watched Rosalie type out a quick response before she handed her phone back to the girl and resumed work signing autographs and taking pictures. His phone vibrated as it received the message and Edward turned to check it.

Rosalie: It's a date. I can't wait to see you again…Edward

OOOOOOO! Edward and Rosalie have a date, and then Edward and Bella have a date right afterward! Is this going to cause problems? You'll just have to wait and find out. See you this weekend!