Here's the first installment of Chapter 13. Part 1 is titled, Respect Her. Part 2 is titled, Love Him.
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Previously in Chapter 12
"Sure. I guess I'll see you in my room around 7:30 a.m."
While she started to walk away, Edward called out to her. He wanted to say her name one more time before their greetings went back to the stuffy "Mr. and Ms. FBI agent."
"Bella." Edward waited until as she had turned to face him. "Sleep well. I really enjoyed talking with you tonight. Thanks."
"You're welcome, Edward. I enjoyed it, too."
His smile lingered as she disappeared from his sight. Edward hoped to God that he could restrain his hunger for her. It was uncharted territory for him but he knew it was his only chance with her, and he'd be damned if he was going to screw it up.
After taking care of the bill, he made his way down the hallway, but paused when he reached Bella's room.
His hand softly pressed against her door, remembering their touch from just a few minutes ago. It took all of his willpower to retreat back into his room.
"Until tomorrow, Bella," he whispered
Chapter 13: Part 1
Respect Her
Once inside his room, Edward walked over to the bed and fell backwards on the silky spread. The mattress was surprisingly soft and plush. He yawned and stared up toward the ceiling knowing that he had one thing to do before he dozed off for the night. He pulled out his phone and texted Jasper.
E: Thumbs up. I was a good boy. Be proud. Talk in about 8 hours.
Too tired to change out of his clothes, Edward toed off his shoes and pulled off his socks while sliding up towards the pillows. He fell fast asleep with a smile on his face as he thought of the night's favorite memory – Bella proudly walking out of the bar and the nice view he had while watching her exit – all long legs and swaying hips.
o.o.o
A couple doors away, Bella washed her face and prepared for bed. She still was pondering her conversation with Edward and wondered if he was serious about working together as a team. One thing was for certain, she hoped that he was being honest with her. The next few days were critical to the lives of the poor young women caught up in an ugly snare and they needed to remain focused and composed to infiltrate the Volturi clan.
As she walked to her bed, she glanced at the papers scattered across the desk. Before going down to the bar, she had studied the individuals they would be meeting on Sunday. The Volturis were a sick and twisted group of criminals, so she was surprised at how beautiful all of them were in their photographs.
I think I'm ready for this, she thought as she slipped under the covers and switched off the lamp. A sliver of light peeked through the room's curtains, casting a shadow across the far wall. As her mind slowly drifted away, she imagined a young girl lurking in the dark and praying for an escape from her captivity.
o.o.o
Waking up early the next morning, Edward scurried around the room preparing for Bella's arrival. He placed a call to room service and ordered breakfast for them. Not knowing her favorite foods or even how she took her coffee left Edward with one decision – order a little bit of everything.
When the room service attendant arrived with the food, Edward opened the door to a large cart weighted down with silver covered dishes.
"Good morning, sir. Where would you like me to put everything?" The server pushed the cart toward the center of the room.
"Place the items on the conference table. On the end by the windows please." Edward wanted everything to be perfect for Bella's arrival.
He positioned his computer and paperwork on the opposite end of the table. Pacing the floor after the server left, Edward tried to focus on the likely course of the meeting with TAT.
Summary of case, specifics and then course of action. I think I'm ready.
Edward was deep in thought when he heard a light tap at his door. It's 7:30 a.m. She's right on the dot.
"Coming," he called. Quickly, he inspected himself in the mirror by the bathroom door and ran his fingers through the hot mess on his head. Oh fuck it. I hate this nervous feeling. What a pussy.
Taking a deep, cleansing breath, he opened the door. When he saw Bella's eyes searching his, Edward couldn't contain the reassuring smile that spread across his face.
"Good morning Bella. Or do you prefer Ms. Swan this morning?" Edward smirked as he finished his question.
"Good morning to you, Mr. Cullen." Bella's answer emphasized his name, making it clear that she wanted to remain formal in their greetings.
"Well, Ms. Swan it is." Edward motioned for her to enter the room and quietly sighed as she walked past him. The smell of her perfume washed over him and he forced himself to stay focused.
"What is the wonderful smell?" Bella asked, her body following the scent to the table.
"I ordered a few things for us to eat. I hope there's something you like here." Edward approached her from behind and didn't get to see the surprised look on her face.
"Excuse me," Bella spoke as she slowly turned to face him. "But, I thought this was Edward Cullen's room. Ordering all this was way too sweet for him. Okay, what did you do with him?"
Edward couldn't stop the smirk from forming on his lips as he had a devilish thought. Maybe I should kiss her again –that would wipe out any doubt of who I am.
"Very funny, Ms. Swan." Edward continued to move closer to the table. "Can't I do something nice for you? I was really hoping to have a fresh start with you this morning but instead I get this sassy attitude."
"So you really were serious last night in the bar?" Bella peered back at Edward wondering if he was being truthful or just trying to get her to drop her guard.
"Serious." Edward pouted teasingly and held up the Boy Scout's promise sign. "So can we bury the hatchet?"
"Of course. Now get me a cup of coffee. I am going to eat." Bella laughed as she watched Edward hustle over to the coffee cups.
What the hell has gotten into him? He better be sincere or there's going to be hell to pay. I've had enough of his antics.
"Cream or sugar?" Edward questioned.
"Just a splash of cream, thanks. No sugar."
"Here you go, Ms. Swan." Edward placed the coffee cup in front of Bella on the table. "Pick whatever you want to eat. I had them bring up everything off the Continental Breakfast menu. Once we get on the conference call, there'll be no breaks. It'll be all business, so get settled now."
"These pastries look wonderful, so flakey." Bella's mouth salivated over the delicious spread before her. After laying her laptop and paperwork down, she chose some fresh baked pastries along with the resort's homemade jam.
"Love to see a girl with a good appetite." Edward waggled his brows as he spoke to Bella. "For food, of course."
"Sure, Mr. Cullen." Bella laughed at the enduring smile on Edward's face. Somehow his comment didn't get under her skin. It was light hearted and not sexually charged, as if he was teasing.
Interesting, she thought. I wonder if there really has been a sea change in our relationship.
"We better get down to business. My computer is already on and connected to the secured system. You better get yours booted up, we're only minutes from the call. Also, I wanted to let you know that we're going to be joined by Dr. Jasper Whitlock today. He's a lifelong friend as well as an officer for the CIA. I think I – I mean we need him on this case. Especially since we're dealing with an operation that now may expand beyond our own borders."
"So, this man is a close friend of yours?" Bella's curiosity was immediately sparked. She wanted to meet this Jasper and wondered if he would help her understand the beautiful man sitting next to her.
"We met when we were in grade school at a special summer camp. He's a forensic psychiatrist for the Agency and will help us analyze the cast of characters in Forks. As a matter of fact, he's flying in late tonight to join us."
"Wow. That was fast. I didn't even get an email from TAT detailing his addition to this assignment." Bella thought it was strange that thorough and efficient TAT didn't notify her of Jasper's addition. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she wondered if there was another reason for Jasper's late arrival.
"It was a last minute decision made yesterday afternoon. I think you'll really like him. He has an uncanny way of cutting to the chase. Jasper is from Fort Worth, Texas, just west of Dallas. And where ever he goes, a little bit of Texas goes with him."
Bella was intrigued with Edward's description of his friend. She could feel the closeness they shared by his endearing words. It was yet another side of Edward that she had never seen before.
Hope springs eternal. Maybe he does have a heart in that gorgeous muscular chest of his. I can't wait to meet his friend. I wonder if Jasper's a womanizer, too. Birds of a feather and all.
"Are we having a video conference call?" Bella hoped that she could see Jasper's face this morning. Talking face to face would give her a better feel for what Jasper was like and what made him tick. This information would be helpful to have before he arrived later tonight.
"Yes, we'll use the web cam on my computer. It'll require that we sit close together, really close together. Are you okay with that?" Edward briefly closed his eyes as he tried to calm the all too familiar feelings of lust for this woman.
"I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about." Bella glanced towards Edward as she inched her chair closer to him. "Is this close enough?" she asked in a sultry voice. Now she was toying with him. The smirky grin on Edward's face, tipped her off that he knew she was goading him.
"Somehow I'll try to resist you. I'll think back to the swift knee kick you placed in my groin. That should take care of it." Edward winked as he finished his comment and watched Bella's face turn a deep shade of crimson.
"So you're still a little sore over that move." It was Bella's turn to wink this time.
Previously when they were together, Bella felt like she was always trying to keep her head on straight, his hands off her body and his eyes above her neck. But this exchange between them was fun and rather exciting. It seemed like a friendly game of sexual one-upmanship and, so far, she was keeping up with him very well.
"I have to admit, Ms. Swan, a woman has never touched me quite like that before. It was a memorable experience to say the least." Edward's voice faded as he spoke and he looked down at the papers in front of him. "I guess we better get ready to sign on. Ready?"
"Ready." Bella watched him turn on the webcam and adjust the computer to bring their faces into focus. It was strange and somewhat humorous to see her wide eyed face right next to his on the screen. She couldn't help the giggle that followed.
"Ms. Swan, I would stifle that laugh if I were in your shoes. TAT will be all business and expect the very same from us. After all this case is as serious as hell."
"I'm sorry. Not another gaff from me, promise." She turned away from the computer and looked at him directly.
Edward felt her eyes on him and he slowly turned toward her. Their faces were only inches apart. He felt an intense rush hit him. It was the same undeniable force that surfaced whenever they touched and that nearly knocked him off his feet when they kissed. He was about ready to close the gap between them, knowing full well that he shouldn't, when he heard someone speaking his name.
"Cullen, good morning. And hello, Bella. Glad to see you both have settled in and are working together so… closely."
Edward knew that TAT was referring to catching them nearly nose to nose and he wanted to dispel any appearance that he had anything but professional feelings for Bella. He needed to put on the show of his life to convince TAT that he didn't want to pull Bella down on the desk and fuck her senseless.
Righting himself and clearing his throat, he answered her back. "Morning to you Denali, we're ready. I see that Whitlock is there, too. Morning Jazz."
"Morning Cullen. And nice to finally meet you, Ms. Swan. Cullen's told me a lot about you." Jasper smiled warmly into the webcam. He finally understood Edward's dilemma. Bella was beautiful, breathtaking even, with large soulful brown eyes that a man could get lost in. Staring at the screen and searching Edward's face, he wondered if his friend was just that… lost. And if Edward was cast in her spell, somehow Jasper knew it meant in the end he'd be found. It might not happen today but he had this feeling… "I suppose he told you that I'm going to be joining y'all tonight in Seattle."
"It's nice to meet you too, Dr. Whitlock. Yes, Mr. Cullen informed me that you were assigned to this case, too." Bella smiled back at Jasper, knowing immediately that he was quite different than Edward. There was kindness in his eyes. "I look forward to working with you."
"Same here, Ms. Swan, and please just call me Jazz. I really don't like the title of doctor. Too stuffy."
TAT interrupted the pleasantries to move the call along. "Okay, now that we have all the greetings out of the way, I'm going to turn this meeting over to Cullen. After all he's the one who'll be leading the case in Forks. Cullen, why don't you begin with the summary?"
"Thanks Denali. We've all read through the summary of this case. It's really rather cut and dry. The Volturis have changed their petty criminal ways for the big time. What was once a simple money laundering scheme has now morphed into a full blown human trafficking ring." Edward paused as he scanned his notes. "I guess the best place to start is to introduce the characters. Some we know better than others."
Edward switched everyone's web feed to his power point presentation. "As you can see on your screen, this is Aro Volturi. He's the head of the ring, however he likes to keep his hands clean and unsoiled by the depravity of his operation. And that leads us to the next photo. Meet James Hunter. The list of his past crimes and convictions is long, but mostly petty thefts and assaults. Nothing that rises to what he's involved in now. Currently, he's Aro's right and left hand man, a strongman. From the intelligence we gathered, once the women arrive in Southern California, he disperses them to locations across the country. However, a couple of days ago, he was spotted by operatives in Bangkok. This is the first time he has been seen outside of our borders."
TAT interrupted Edward to add her thoughts. "So James has taken out the middle man in Bangkok and is now handling all the operations for the Volturis. He's dealing directly with the traffickers in Thailand, which is probably cleaner and more profitable for them in the end. More control."
Edward continued. "Exactly. James' shift in duties highlights that the operation is growing, becoming more confident and brazen. Jasper, we'll need your help on the international front with this now that James is working out of Bangkok."
"I don't see a real problem with that," Jasper said. "I've already contacted officers working in the Asia region, and they're gathering intelligence for us. I should have something back to report on by Tuesday." Jasper hoped that the information from Bangkok would help nail the bastards in Forks.
Edward continued. "I look forward to seeing what they discover. James is likely dealing with the gangs that exploited woman in the countries hit by the tsunami in 2005. The aftermath left them vulnerable to the worst of the traffickers. Exploitation has been rabid."
Bella was impressed, speechless really, with how Edward carried himself during the meeting. He commanded the conversation. She wondered why this Edward never showed his face to her before.
What the hell? I can't believe how together he is right now. He's never seemed this engaged about this case before. I just thought he would fly by the seat of his pants while trying to get into mine.
Bella glanced over to see Edward's face pressed into a humorless scowl. Seeing this serious side of Edward stirred something deep inside of her. Squirming in her seat, she looked back at the screen and watched as Edward continued.
"Next up is Aro's personal assistant, Natalia Kruel." Edward displayed a photo of a brown, almost black, haired woman with bronze skin and piercing blue eyes. She was a stunning beauty. Her clothes were designer and her grooming was impeccable. She appeared to be right off of the fashion runways in New York.
Edward continued with his observations about the statuesque woman. "She's assists him in all things. And I would like to stress the word all. She keeps his books balanced during the day and his bed cozy at night. She serves as the warden to all his illegal activities. Her background is rather sketchy. She was raised in Panama by wealthy parents and attended NYU, but we have little record of her whereabouts over the last 10 years. If we can access her files or penetrate her…."
Edward stopped before he verbalized his next words. He wanted to mention that he would be accessing her mind and analyzing her thoughts but stopped himself not wishing to reveal his secret to Bella…at least not just yet.
"Sorry, Cullen. You were saying penetrate her? Not sure I'm following you there." TAT questioned what Edward meant and couldn't overlook the sexual innuendo.
"We're going to need to get inside her head somehow. She's like the crypt keeper." Edward relaxed as he recovered himself from the near miss. Eventually, telling Bella about his "gift" seemed likely, but overwhelming her during this call was not the way to reveal it. Edward turned the screens back to the live feed for discussion.
The meeting continued for another two hours. TAT informed Edward that all the documents concerning his shell company were in order, including an official bank line of credit and authentic business references for his "company." As part of their cover, Edward would pose as the owner of EAC Properties and Bella as his assistant. They were traveling to Forks as a potential buyer of the Volturi's oceanfront property on Hwy 101. The land was listed just below $10 million and zoned for commercial uses.
Needing a break, Bella was relieved when the meeting finally adjourned. As she rose from her chair, someone knocked at Edward's door. Bella watched as Edward strolled toward the entry way. She peeked around his shoulder to see who was at the door and what she saw was a sight for sore eyes. A bellhop stood in the hallway with their missing luggage.
"Finally!" Bella exclaimed while reaching for her luggage. "Mr. Cullen, I'm going to head down to my room and change." While Edward tipped the bellhop, she walked back to the conference table to collect her computer and paperwork.
Edward stood in front of Bella as she started to leave the room. "The meeting went well, but we still need to iron out a few things. After I make a few calls, I'd loved to show you a little bit of Seattle. What do you say? It's a beautiful city and it would be a shame to let a sunny day go to waste. They don't happen often around here."
Mix work with fun? I've seen him do that before and it ended badly. But things are different today. He's different. And it is beautiful. But Bella wanted more details.
"What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking that we could head to Pikes Place Market this afternoon and then dinner at the Space Needle."
"Actually, I've heard good things about both of them and this will probably be the only day we have to get out and explore. What time did you want to go?"
"I have a couple hours of work left but let's shoot for around 2:00 p.m. I'll call if I get delayed."
"What can I do to help you? I'm technically your assistant after all."
"I have a few things in mind." Edward peered down at Bella with a crooked smile and darkened eyes. "Some can wait till later, but for now I would like you to contact the real estate agent for the Volturi listing."
"Don't get your hopes up Mister." Bella gently tapped Edward's arm with her hand. "But I'll contact the agent. I have his number in my files. What do you need from him?" Bella questioned.
"Any serious developer worth his salt would require a complete soil and earth support test from engineers, especially on a beachfront property. After all, we're talking about building on sand."
"Got it. I'll let him know that you need a thorough report ASAP." Bella moved around Edward and started toward the door. "Anything else, Mr. Cullen?"
"Not really. Just look over the case and let me know if you have questions." Edward shuffled behind Bella once again enjoying that little wiggle-waggle of her ass.
God she's just so fucking fine.
Edward opened the door while Bella struggled with her luggage, purse and computer case. "Thanks Mr. Cullen. See you in few hours."
"Looking forward to it, Ms. Swan." Edward leaned back against the door jam and watched Bella make her way to her room. As he ran his hands through his hair, Bella looked his way and gave him a full blown flirty smile. He stilled his hands and felt a flush of desire. Long after she closed her door, Edward lingered there until his erection subsided.
How long has it been since I've been balls deep? God was Victoria the last time? Never gone this long before and somehow I'm surviving. I'm okay. Not good, but okay.
o.o.o
A little before two o'clock, Edward prepared to meet Bella. He was looking forward to the afternoon with her and wanted it to be perfect. He never had to make any effort, and most of his dates, or hook-ups were random and meaningless. The need to woo and impress a woman was totally foreign to him.
Edward made a 7:00 p.m. reservation for two at the Space Needle's Sky City restaurant requesting a table next to the window. As the sun set for the evening, they would be able to watch the colors fade in the sky as the city lights started to twinkle. After their dinner, he planned on taking Bella up to the observation deck. He visited the Needle years ago as a child and remembered the beautiful view overlooking Elliot Bay.
Dressed in a navy cashmere sweater, khaki slacks and his favorite Doc Martens, Edward gave his unruly hair one last fingered comb through. He was waiting for her arrival when he felt a vibration in his pocket. Retrieving his phone, he saw a text message from Jasper.
J: Changed flight 2 red-i. Don't wait up. See you n the a.m. Keep it up w/ B. Get it now. She's a beaut.
E: Just get ur sorry ass here. We leave at 11 a.m. & B is mine, btw.
Edward pressed "send" before he even grasped what he had written to Jasper. Holy fuck. Where did that possessive shit come from? He prepared for Jasper's return text, but it never came. That's strange – nothing. Bet I get an earful tomorrow.
Shortly before two o'clock, Edward stood in front of Bella's door. Damn, why am I so fucking nervous. He wiped his hands on his back pockets and knocked as he inhaled deeply.
Bella pulled the door open and saw Edward anxiously running his hands through his beautiful bronze hair. She giggled as she appraised him, all nerves and bashful smile. Who is this guy? Is there something in the water out here that tames bad boys?
"Hi Mr. Cullen."
"Afternoon, Ms. Swan. Ready to go? And you look great, by the way."
Staring down and straightening her warm grey shirtdress, Bella thanked him for being so complimentary. "Thanks, and so do you."
Bella was tempted to reach out and feel the softness of his cashmere sweater. It appeared so velvety while hugging his chest and arms in just the right way. He's so damned charming. All clean cut and preppy. And jeez, I love his sweater. It's like he knew cashmere was my weakness. .
Standing in the doorway, Edward needed to ask her an important question. "Last night we went by our first names. I think we had a good talk and the night ended with you unmolested, too. Do you think we could try that again? Just for the rest of the day." Edward waited for her response as Bella bit her bottom lip. He knew that her answer would determine how the rest of the day went.
A slow smile crossed her lips as she glanced down at the floor and then brought them up to meet his hopeful green eyes head on. "Okay. After all you did behave pretty good last night."
Bella pulled the door shut and checked to make sure it was secured. Together they started down the hall to the lobby.
"I called the valet and didn't even give him my name. I just said Ferrari in five minutes." Edward laughed as he imagined some 18 year-old kid sitting behind the wheel of his shiny toy. "With Jasper joining us, I thought we'd better get a bigger car. The lease company has a Ferrari California waiting for us in Sky Blue. Convertible, too."
"I don't get it. How can you afford a Ferrari on the FBI's car allowance?" Bella wanted to ask this question yesterday, but couldn't quite get up the nerve. Today was different. They were different.
"The daily car allowance won't even cover the tax on the damn Ferrari. Let's just say I chose to work at the FBI, it's not really a need-to thing for me. Would you believe I do it out of the goodness of my heart, Bella?"
Bella stared back at him. So he's independently wealthy. But how? Family money? He's way too young to have made it on his own.
"A couple days ago, I wasn't sure if there was a heart in there." Bella raised her open palm and pressed it against his chest. Lingering and slowly caressing him as she pulled her fingers away, she continued. "But now I think the Tin Man has one."
A blur of red caught their eye as the Ferrari pulled up next to them. The valet, who barely looked old enough to vote, had a shit eating grin across his face.
"He's so happy that you probably don't even need to leave a tip." Bella watched as the young man begrudgingly left the driver's seat.
Edward quickly climbed in as the valet opened Bella's door. She appreciated the beautifully sunny days as they drove to exchange the car.
"Edward, you were right. It would have been a shame to stay cooped up at the hotel today. I think a day like this is rare here."
"Let's ride with the top down." Edward imagined Bella's beautiful mahogany hair tossing in the wind. He smiled warmly at her and she smiled back. He threw his head back and laughed.
"It's fun being with you, Bella, amusing even."
"I'm glad I amuse you." She saw Edward giving her a quick glance as he drove, responding to his crooked grin with a small giggle.
o.o.o
After replacing the two-seater car for the sleek four person blue coupé, they made their way to Pike Place Market driving with the top down. While walking through the Market, Edward placed his hand on the small of Bella's back. His touch was gentle and intimate and she welcomed it, too. Occasionally, she found herself leaning into his side. It felt so good nestled into his side. Warm and secure.
He's being so sweet to me. Gentle touches, silly grins and the looks from his eyes, they're doing strange things to me. Good and wonderfully strange things.
Bella had never felt this type of attraction to anyone before – not even with Jacob. Edward's calmed demeanor caused her to drop her guard and enjoy him and his closeness. At least she hoped and prayed that this was the true Edward. It was just hard to be sure. She kept hearing that old warning from her college dating days. "Once a player, always a player." She wondered if he was really a player after all, or was he just a scared little boy afraid to open his heart to others.
Maybe he just closes the door, before it gets shut on him.
They casually wandered in and out of shops for a couple of hours, tasting samples of seafood and purchasing some trinkets while sipping coffee. They both stopped in front of the Ben & Jerry's window and an unspoken word passed between them…yes.
"What's your favorite? Let me guess. It has to have chocolate in it, right?" Edward was scanning the sign above the counter trying to pick out Bella's preferred flavor.
"You're right. I do love chocolate. But I'll give you only one guess. And here's a little hint, I go ape for it." Bella giggled as Edward's face lit up with a big smile, because he knew which one it was.
"Chunky Monkey!"
"Jeez, you're so good. It's like you can read my mind or something." Bella playfully hit his arm.
"Oh Bella, if you only knew."
After they purchased their ice cream, they sat down outside at a table soaking up a little late afternoon sun.
"So Bella, tell me something about yourself. I know a few things from your file." Edward stopped as Bella stared at him. Her beautiful brown eyes showed her surprise.
"Come on. I'm your boss. I needed to know everything I could find out about you before I chose you for the assignment."
"You chose me? For some reason I thought TAT was the one that selected me. Why me? I'm so green. Just days out of graduating from The Academy."
"The truth?" Edward didn't want to give her some made up line. But he was afraid she would be anger when he told her one of the reasons for his choice.
"No, I want you to lie to me." Bella rolled her eyes as she sarcastically answered. "The truth Edward. Now spill."
"The first reason makes sense. You worked in Bangkok around the victims of human trafficking and…" Edward paused dreading his next words. "I wanted to get to know you. Hell, I thought you were beautiful. And I still do."
Edward looked down and wanted for Bella's wrath. But it never came. She tried to gather her thoughts and deep down she wasn't really that shocked…Once a player.
"You know, you're really a sexist pig. I mean – what is this assignment to you? An episode of "The Dating Game?" Bella stood and tossed the rest of her ice cream in the closest trash can.
She needed some distance and Edward needed to call Jasper.
Great. I'm having another WWJD moment. Edward wished he knew what Jasper would do. The best course of action just wasn't clear to him.
Do I get up and walk after her? Or should I let her have a few moments to cool down? She's still got her back towards me. Maybe I should just take her back to the hotel. Cut my losses for the night. Edward's brow was creased and a trouble expression draped over his handsome face.
Slowly Bella turned around and saw the distressed look on his face. She thought he was an ass for treating her like an object to be conquered, but at least he'd told her the truth. Walking back toward the table, she knew what she should do…forgive him. But any forgiveness that she dished out would come with a warning.
"Against my better judgment, I'm going to forgive you for being…well, you. But listen Edward, you're on the eighth of your nine lives. Capisce?" Bella stood in front of him with her hands placed on her hips trying to stand her ground. As she looked into his emerald eyes, the arrogant cockiness that she detested was missing this time. Instead his expression was tender and sweet.
Edward thought she was so adorable and smiled back at her angry face. He just couldn't help himself.
"Bella, I can understand why you're upset with how I picked you for this assignment. But I'm so glad I did. This venture…and getting to know you, well it's been quite the experience."
"An exhausting experience at times that's for sure."
"Guilty as charged. I hoped you know I am serious about wanting to work together as a team."
"It's strange, but I do feel closer to you." Bella hoped that Edward didn't read too much into what she just said. She wanted to believe the difference in him was genuine, but she needed more time to see if the change was real.
"I'm glad that you do." Edward stood up from the table and moved close to Bella. "There's one more thing I need to do before we head to dinner."
"Okay. Where are we going for dinner? The Space Needle?"
"Yep. I have reservations for 7:00 p.m. Thought you might like to see the sunset falling over the bay."
"That sounds wonderful Edward. Perfect."
Edward guided Bella to their next stop, The Tasting Room. It was a wine store that offered samples of Washington's boutique wineries.
"Here we are. I want to buy some wine for the Volutri's. A gift of thanks for having us." Edward opened the door for Bella.
After sampling a variety of wines, they narrowed down their favorites to two selections. Edward and Bella finally agreed upon Latitude's Syrah. Thinking ahead, Edward purchased two bottles of the wine.
"One for them, and one for us," Edward grinned as he took the bag from the clerk.
"Thanks. The wine is just about as smooth as you are mister."
Laughing as they left the store, Edward looked at this phone for the time. He also noticed that Jasper had texted him.
J: Flight at 10pm. Lands 1am. See you 11am. & 4 fuck's sake, BEHAVE
E: Been a good boy. See u in the am.
Edward turned to Bella. "That was Jasper. He's getting in late, so we'll meet up with him in the morning. I think you'll really like Jazz. I call him a "Soaker." He's observant and immerses himself in his surroundings, soaks it up. I've never met a more intuitive person."
"I can tell that you're really close to him."
"I am. We've been friends for a really long time. I sometimes wonder how he puts up with me. I can be high maintenance at times."
"You don't say." Bella laughed and Edward joined her.
"Alright enough of the fun, we'd better head to dinner."
o.o.o
"Oh Edward, the view is spectacular. Just watching the sun setting and the way it's reflecting off the water. It's breathtaking. Thank you for bringing me here." Bella gazed across the table at Edward all smiles with an expression of gratitude. She was truly impressed with the view atop the Space Needle and Edward was impressed with the view across the table from him.
You're the one that's breathtaking, he thought.
"I'm glad you like it and the restaurant moves 360 degrees while we dine. It's incredible. We'll see the entire Seattle vista from up here." Edward enjoyed seeing Bella happy, and wondered if he had ever cared about another woman's happiness before. The only answer was no. A loud and convicting, no.
If a woman had an orgasm or two when we were together for the night, I thought that would be enough to make her happy. But watching Bella all bright eyed and excited gives me a rush from somewhere deep down inside. Actually it makes me happy. What is happening to me?
As they made their way through a delicious seafood dinner of salmon and halibut, they talked about everything including their favorite vacation spots. Edward's family had a summer home close to Mackinaw Island, in Harbor Springs, Michigan. He said it was the place to vacation for the preppy upper class of Chicago.
"Everyone who was anyone had a house on the gated peninsula community of Harbor Point. It's chock full of CEO's, lawyers, and doctors. Some of the shallowest god damn people you'd ever care to meet, too. Hearing the thoughts of the prim and proper there would make your toes curl."
"Did you say 'hearing their thoughts?'" Bella asked, confused by his words.
"What? I meant to say, hearing the stories of the 'prim and proper.'" Edward found his hands perspiring and hoped that he saved himself with that explanation. It seemed that Bella believed his excuse.
Damn, I better be careful. It's just not time yet, and it may never be time for her to know.
"So Bella, what was your favorite childhood vacation?"
"I loved going to Lake Powell as a child. I used to call it the "bath-tub ring" lake, because the rock cliffs that surround the lake are marked with horizontal erosion lines. My parents would rent a houseboat with a couple other families. All of them in the DEA, too. It was so much fun. We would swim, go tubing and take out the wave runner. It was one big party. My dad, Charlie, taught me to swim in that lake and dive off the side of the houseboat. Great memories." Bella glanced down as she forked her half-eaten dinner feeling melancholy after mentioning her father.
Edward reached out across the table and touched her hand. His touch produced that familiar pull between them, and Bella found his warm touch was comforting. She placed her fork quietly onto her plate.
Oh how I miss Charlie, and that dream yesterday on the plane had to mean something. I hope I make him proud.
Edward heard her thoughts, all focused on her father.
"You were really close to your father weren't you?" Bella nodded as she continued to stare at her plate. "He's the reason you're sitting here as an agent. He's the reason you joined the Bureau."
Bella looked up at him as he caressed the back of her hand and wrapped his fingers around hers as her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Edward observed a single tear slowly trickle down her beautiful face.
He hated to release her hand, but he wanted to catch that tear and wipe it away. Gently he placed his finger below her cheek then he placed his finger to his lips and kissed the salty wetness. After tasting her tears, he touched her cheek, hoping to transfer his kiss.
Surprised by Edward's kindness, Bella dabbed her moist eyes with her napkin.
"Edward you've really surprised me over the last 24 hours. I can't tell you how sweet that was."
"It's nothing, Bella. I like it better when you're happy. You're too adorable to be sad." Edward smiled at Bella and was relieved to see his smile returned. "But I do have one more surprise. Ready?"
After paying for their meal, Edward led Bella to the bank of elevators at the center of the restaurant. He pushed the up button and smiled down at her. She knew that he was taking her to the observation deck because it was the only thing above them. She grinned happily back at him.
After walking around the observation deck, they stopped and gazed at the Seattle waterfront. Edward placed his hand on the small of Bella's back and slowly inched closer to her. Their bodies barely touched.
"It's so beautiful, Edward." Bella spoke softly.
Slowly Edward pulled her closer to him and put his hands on each one of her shoulders. He turned her to face him. "You reflect the beauty back to me, Bella."
Gently his lips found hers as his hands dropped to the back of her waist. But this time he surrendered to the passion filled surge that had startled him the previous day. He wouldn't back away this time – instead he pressed her forcefully against his body, his undeniable attraction to her pushed against her stomach.-Oh his lips, his touch, and his… I feel like I'm on fire. Consumed. Oh God, I want this man, this beautiful selfish man. But I'm scared that he'll use me or just discard me as leftovers once he's done. But I've never felt this way. I wish that he would just hold me and show me that he cares.
As Edward processed her thoughts, he questioned himself.
A selfish man? Is that how she sees me? I'll have to show her that I do care, though it will take all my strength to have my lips leave hers, so soft and sweet. Fuck, I've never wanted anyone like this. But my want for her feels different. It's more desperate.
"Bella, they're going to ask us to leave if I don't stop," Edward said laughing. "Let me just hold you...okay?"
Did he just say that he wants to hold me? It's like he knew what I was thinking.
Bella looked up at him and saw that his darkened eyes expressed the same desire and passion that she felt for him.
"You're right. After all, there are children here, too." Bella laid her head on his chest and placed her ear over his heart. Hearing the rhythmic beatings and having his large arms wrapped around her made her feel cared for and safe.
Edward felt her body relax against his chest and he exhaled deeply.
Relaxing if she relaxes, happy if she's happy? What the fuck is this? He thought. But he became distracted as he nuzzled against her hair and smelled her wonderful scent. He gently kissed the top of her head as he reluctantly pulled back a few inches. He needed to look into her eyes when he spoke.
"I wish I could just stay here and hold you, but I should be getting you back to the resort. We have a big day tomorrow."
"I am feeling a bit tired. Some random guy trolling the bar last night kept me up talking."
"That would be me, right?" Edward smirked as he guided Bella to the exit.
o.o.o
Reaching into her purse, Bella pulled out her room key. As she placed it into the slot, Edward lightly grabbed her arm and stopped her. She turned to face him meeting, his dark green eyes head on and he placed a loose curl behind her ear.
"I really enjoyed being with you today. We'll meet in the lobby at eleven. Goodnight Bella." He cupped her face in his hands before she could respond and placed a tender kiss on her lips. He held her there, lip to lip, for few seconds as he waited to hear her thoughts. But this time all he heard was a silent moan, full of need and desire.
Breaking apart from her, Edward brought his lips to her forehead and gave her a chaste kiss before he walked away. He left Bella leaning breathlessly against the door.
Fuck. What am I doing? I should turn around and stake my claim. I could've had her. It was there. She wanted it too. Damn, I've officially become a pussy by respecting hers. Cursing, Edward opened the door to his dark and lonely room. It was going to be a long, long night.
A/N: We would liked to thank our Special Agents…..Betas Elizabethan and Aquariumjenn