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Chapter Twenty-Six

Edward's Pov

I wasn't in the mood to deal with her shit, so as I craned my neck from the kitchen table to the doorway I didn't bother to hide my scowl as I caught sight of the blonde bitch as she stood their alone. I had made it no secret how I felt about her, so why should I bother to try and hide it now?

Ignoring her I turned back to face Carlisle who simply rolled his eyes, his gaze flickering towards his wife in concern and it didn't take a genius to work out he was worried Rosaline was about to upset her once again.

Fuck no, if she took even one step out of line I wasn't having it. I adored Esme, and I was not about to let her upset my mother when I could do something about it.

"Where's Emmett, dear?" Esme turned to face her.

Rosaline shrugged. "He said he had to make a few calls, and so I should come and find you."

She shouldn't have bothered.

"Oh," Esme seemed to ponder what to say next. "Well, would you like a cookie?" she held out a plate of her incredible homemade cookies which were to die for. Whenever Bella came around with me I knew Esme always made it a point to make them. Bella didn't hold back her compliments and could demolish several in the space of an hour.

It was cute, not to mentioned it flattered Esme no end.

"Oh no," Rosaline shook her head while rolling her eyes. "I'm on a diet; I don't eat fatty foods since I want to keep my figure."

Shame she couldn't do something about that nasty attitude of hers. Some called me a bastard but I respected those who deserved my goddamn respect! Especially my parents!

"Bella will have them if you don't want them to go to waste," I cut in smoothly causing Esme to smile brightly.

She nodded, pleased. "I think I will. You'll be able to take them?"

I nodded. I may not be seeing her tonight but it would put me even more in her good books, and a very happy Bella made a very happy Edward.

"So son," Carlisle cut through the tension smoothly. "I heard that you promoted Kate today."

I frowned. "How'd you know about that? It was only a few hours ago that I decided myself."

"I know her father," he grinned with a wink. "He made sure to let everyone at work know that he was proud of his little girl. Apparently she was wasted in her position-"

He abruptly cut himself off, clearly worried that he had overstepped his bounds considering she not only worked in my company but I was her overall boss at the end of the day.

"James hired her," I reached for my cup of tea. I took a sip. "Idiot was soon fired when I found out from human resources that he was only hiring women based on their looks rather than their qualifications and attitudes to the job."

"How'd he manage to slip that by you?"

I shrugged. "I think it was sheer luck on his behalf that some of the women he did hire are incredibly good at their jobs."

We spoke a bit more about work, and I made sure to ask him about how his role at the hospital was going on. It wasn't simply due to the fact I felt obligated, but I was genuinely curious about how his life was getting on.

Apparently he was doing well which I was pleased for.

It wasn't until Esme invited me to stay for dinner that Rosaline opened her trap, sprouting out some shit about inviting herself since Emmett had mentioned wanting to spend more time with his parents. It made me wonder whether he was doing it because he wanted to, or because he was wanting to get back in their good books to get their money.

Still, that was Carlisle's and Esmes choice, not mine. My choice would have been to make him stand on his own two feet years ago.

I didn't doubt that the dinner conversation was going to be anything less than awkward.

~~(TWILIGHT)~~

I was right.

As Esme served us the casserole she had been slaving over all day I made sure to take my usual seat next to my father, having no desire to be anywhere near the bimbo blonde who seemed to act as if she owned the place.

"So Edward," she giggled. I wanted to gag at her too sickly sweet tone, so fake, so unrealistic.

"What?" I grunted.

"You still dating that Bella girl?"

I narrowed my eyes. "Yes."

She seemed stunned. "Oh, really?"

What was her deal? "Yes, of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

Flicking her hair over her shoulder she shrugged, her hand moving to rest of Emmett's shoulder. He looked uncomfortable. "It's just that Emmett told me-"

"Rosaline," he warned.

"Oh hush, Emmy bear." Emmy bear? "Emmett told me that you didn't date, so I assumed that Bella was, oh, I don't know…a one night stand."

My eyes blared as I glared at Emmett who seemed to try and shrink further into his seat. It would have been comical had it not been for the fact I was severely pissed at the idea of him dishing all of my life details to his bimbo of a girlfriend.

Just what else had he been telling her?

Clenching my fingers into fists I fought the urge to make a scene, instead tightening my jaw as I narrowed my eyes at Rosaline. "And why would I bring a one night stand over to meet my parents," you stupid whore.

That seemed to bring her up short. Bitch.

"I…uh…guess I didn't think about that…"

"No," I snapped as I wiped my mouth before rising from the table. I turned to Esme. "Thank you for dinner, mother, but I think it's time I made a move."

She looked disappointed and fuck did it make my heart clench. "Are you sure you can't stay for a little while longer?"

I shook my head. "I'll visit in a few days, perhaps bring Bella with me," I narrowed my eyes at Rosaline, daring her to say something. "But if I don't leave now I will end up saying something that I won't regret."

Rising from the table I moved to kiss Esme on the cheek. I was just about to walk out with Carlisle when Emmett cleared his throat.

"You don't have to leave, bro" he cut through the tension. "My Rosie didn't mean no harm."

I rolled my eyes at his naïve attitude. "If she didn't mean no harm then she would have kept her mouth shut and not mentioned a thing. It is none of her concern with what I do in my life, and I certainly don't approve of you telling her anything about me either."

"Lighten up-"

"No," I cut him off. "She is a vile woman, Emmett. I respect you must find something good in her which is worth sticking around for, but I do not want to be anywhere near her. She has insulted me, she has insulted Bella, she has insulted our parents, she is poison."

Whatever I must have said clearly set him off as he stood up violently, the table shaking with enough force that it drew a startled gasp from Esme.

"You don't know shit, Edward!"

I shrugged uncaringly. "And I have no desire to."

And with that I left.

~~(TWILIGHT)~~

My home was quiet as I made my way into the bedroom after freshly showering, a towel wrapped around my damp waste as I perched on the edge of my bed, very much aware of the fact I was alone.

I missed Bella.

While a part of me loathed the fact I seemed so dependent on her, I wasn't about to give her up. She made me feel things I never thought myself capable of feeling.

She was mine.

Running a hand through my copper hair, still wet from the shower, I stared at the phone on my bedside table, debating on whether or not to call her. She was with her friend, and while I wished to hear her voice did I really want to come across as being clingy?

No.

Thankfully it seemed that luck was on my side as I jumped slightly when it rang, the loud shrill sound filling the room. Sighing, I moved to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey baby," I smiled widely as I made myself comfortable on the bed.

"Bella," I grinned. "You called."

I could almost see her nodding down the phone. "Yep. I'm now about to call it a night since Angela nodded off a good hour ago, apparently when she mentioned about staying up all night she was severely exaggerating."

I chuckled, my fingers absently wondering up and down my bare chest.

"So…how was your day? Good?"

After telling her roughly what unexciting events were involved in my day I only hesitated for a brief second before telling her all about Rosaline as well. I didn't know what I had expected her response to be, but I was pleasantly surprised and not to mention relieved when she sided with me without fault.

It left me grinning.

"So…" Bella drawled after a few minutes of silence, her husky tone leaving me no doubt what she had on her mind. "You want to fool around?"

Instantly I was hard and wanting.

Licking my suddenly try lips my fingers paused on my chest, my eyes drawn to the tent I was suddenly pitching in my towel. Was she serious? Because if so, I was all for some good old fashioned phone sex.

"Sure," I croaked out. "What are you wearing?"

She laughed. "Couldn't think of anything better?"

"No, and I really do have the desire to hear what you're wearing."

Giggling, I smiled despite the lustful mood I was trying to create, though I couldn't deny the fact that her innocent nature wasn't getting my already pulsing cock growing stiffer because it was.

Hell, everything about her made me seem to revert back to a virgin of a teenager.

Thankfully, Bella didn't seem like she was thinking about changing her mind anytime soon. "I'm wearing a tank top and a small pair of panties," she practically purred down the phone.

I swallowed. "Really now?"

"Uh huh, here I am all curled up and lonely in bed" I could practically see her pouting. "I really need some cheering up."

I was all too happy to help.

"Get naked!" I demanded huskily. "I want you naked."

Shivering at the moan which rang down the phone I didn't hesitate to pull off my own clothes, well towel, when she demanded the same. Laying there in the nude, my hard and pulsing erection curled towards my lower belly slightly, I was all too eager to get this started.

Her heavy breathing was delicious as I listened to her down the phone. "Are you naked?"

I nodded before remembering that she couldn't see me. "Yea."

"Fuck…are you touching yourself?" she whimpered.

"Do you want me to?"

Silence.

Worried that she was getting cold feet I opened my mouth to tell her it was ok when I picked up on the barely audible down of something vibrating, my eyes widening as my breath caught in my throat at the implications.

"Bella…baby…"

"Yeah?" She knew I knew what she was up to, or at least I hoped she was doing exactly what was on my mind.

"What are you doing?"

Because I wanted to know, did she…was she…please let her be…

"I'm touching myself," she whimpered. "Pretending it's you makes it feel so good."

My hand was on my dick before she had even finished her sentenced. I didn't know where she had gotten the courage to suggest we do this, but I wasn't going to question it. Fuck that, I was going to milk it for all it was worth.

By the end of the night, she would be screaming my name out in pleasure.

I would make sure of it.

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