Okay, since you all are great people, and wonderful reviewers, and because I had a lot of time, I'm going to update

Okay, since you all are great people, and wonderful reviewers, and because I had a lot of time, I'm going to update!

Lucky, lucky you.

BTW, has anyone else heard the new Cute is What we Aim For album? OMG, I'm in love with it! It's way better than their first one and I thought that one was good!

Chapter Twelve.

BPOV

My little kiss turned into a big kissing fest and next thing I knew we were in his apartment. He was sitting on the couch and I was straddling his waist. It sounds a little dirty, but I didn't plan on having sex or anything tonight. This was just nice.

I wasn't even sure what time it was. All I could think was "I've finally found someone I can love."

Cliché, no?

The longer we sat like this, kissing, the more my head exploded. I felt fireworks and fanfares and everything playing on a tape in my head. Over and over. And over.

It was never ending.

It was loud.

It was perfect.

I loved it. I loved all of this. The way our lips moved in sync, the way I was pressed up against him, and the way it felt like I was meant to be there. I fit into every part of his chest, his wonderfully muscular chest, and it felt right.

Like I was meant to be here.

Like we were supposed to be doing this.

Like he wasn't my business partner.

And that's when reality crashed on me. I was working with this man. I saw him every day and we were supposed to be colleagues, sort of. We couldn't have a relationship! It wasn't professional!

So, I did the one thing I didn't want to do, ever.

I pulled away.

"Edward, I need to go." It was killing me to say those words.

"What?" He was dazed and confused and his hair was messy, but so sexy. I reached a hand up to my own hair. It felt just as awful as Edward's looked. I could tell without even looking that my cheeks were flushed and my lips were bright red and swollen, too.

"We can't do this. I need to go. I'm sorry." My thoughts weren't very clear right now and my head was more than a little messed up, but I knew that I couldn't do this.

"What are you talking about? Esme won't mind if we're together."

"It's not professional, Edward. I may not be the most beautiful model, or the most talented, or the tallest, but I've always prided myself on being one of the most professional. This is wrong."

"No. It's not. If anything it's more than right. Did you feel what I felt? Bella? Please stay!" He was almost hysterical now and it was breaking my heart. He reached for my face again, trying to pull me back, but I pushed him away and broke my heart a little more.

"I really need to go. We can talk later."

And, with a spin on my heel, I walked out his door (which had been wide open. I wonder how many people saw our little makeout fest.). It broke my heart, but I had always been good at that. Love didn't matter if I was famous and right now, my job was more important. I had priorities and Edward was number two. I, myself, number one, came first.

At least, that's what I kept telling myself… and that is what I would keep telling myself. I prayed it was enough to keep me from jumping Edward's bones right now.

EPOV (!! Bonus for all my great reviewers!)

This girl was amazing. Woman, sorry. She was a woman and she was amazing. I had never felt anything like I did when she was kissing me. Her lips were beyond soft and they fit perfectly with mine. It was like we were meant to be together. She tasted so amazing and I never wanted to stop pressing my lips to her, to stop tasting her.

It seemed like this might be going too fast, but I just knew, just knew somehow, that this was the woman I was going to marry.

The photos she had given me were thrown to the side and we were sitting on the couch. Or at least, I was. She was sitting on me.

It was so meant to be.

My hand was under her shirt, holding her to me. I wouldn't go any higher than her lower back, I was still a gentleman, but the desire to do so was so much more that it was almost worth it to keep going up.

To take her into my room and close the door.

I was in the heat of the moment, when she decided to go all professional on me, though.

She broke away and the air rushed to my lips, cold and sharp. It was such a contrast to Bella's lips that it hurt. I wanted to pull her back and kiss her again. Kiss her all over.

She gave me a little speech on how we had to be professional and how this was wrong but I wasn't really listening. I couldn't stop thinking about how wrong she was. This was right and professionalism be damned! I wanted to hold her forever! I wanted her to always be with me and I wanted her. Only her.

She wanted to go, though. So she did. I tried to stop her, I almost had her too, until she walked out that door. I knew once she was out it she wasn't coming back.

I had lost the woman I was meant for.

Damn it.

Woooo! Since I actually wrote something in his POV, will you all review? Please? I will love you forever! And don't worry. This isn't going the same way as Survival of the Smartest. I'm not going to make Edward do something horrible and unforgivable. Bella just needs to get her priorities straight (Edward should be number one and right now he's number two).

Don't you worry, just review and leave the rest to me! ;)