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Special Thanks to Twimarti for beta'ing and Kitty Vuitton for pre-reading!

Many of you have sent me messages asking that I update early in light of recent events. Since I came home from work early, I felt obliged to honor that request!

For those who have sent PM's and reviews asking that Edward not cheat on Renee – keep in mind, I gave a warning in the first chapter that there would be cheating. If that is something you do not wish to read, then I fully understand, but I will not be changing a story that I have written more than 80% of that came with a warning in the beginning.


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CHAPTER 55

•~Bella Swan~

As Edward and I walked through the hotel, making our way to the elevator and the rooftop pool, we passed probably a dozen different women, all of which were practically drooling at the sight of Edward. I fucking hated it, which was why my grip on his arm seemed to tighten whenever their eyes lingered just a bit too long.

Of course he wasn't mine to claim, but they didn't know that.

Fucking rude bitches.

By the time we made it to the pool, I was a jealous mess, clinging to Edward like the jealous little girl that I was.

Thankfully, he didn't seem to mind.

"Wow," I remarked when we walked through the doors to the pool area. Half of it was covered, but the rest was out the open, giving guests the choice of sun or shade. The most remarkable feature was the infinity pool that gave the appearance that one could swim right over the edge toward the Chicago skyline. It was gorgeous.

Fascinated as I was, I hardly paid any attention when a server greeted us at the main entrance, offering to get us drinks and reserve a couple of loungers by the pool. Edward ordered a drink for himself, a scotch probably, and when asked, I mumbled out an order for Coke.

"May I have your room key?" the server asked of Edward before taking the card and scanning it on his handheld device. "Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Cullen – we'll have your drinks in just a few minutes."

Wide-eyed, Edward remained silent as the server led us to a couple lounge chairs and pointed out the area that we could use to change, shower, or get fresh towels if we needed them.

We were both still stunned by the fact that the server had assumed I was Edward's wife, and it hadn't escaped my notice that neither of us had made any effort to correct him either.

"Are you okay?" I asked him, rubbing his arm comfortingly.

His eyes trained on my hand, staring at it as I continued to stroke his firm bicep.

"Y-yeah... I'm uh... I'm fine... I just need to... I'll be right back."

Without another word, Edward stalked off toward the dressing area the server had pointed out moments earlier.

Had I pushed him too far?

or... Had he run off to take matters into his own hands?

He could be back there right now freeing that thick cock from the confines of his board shorts, and you would never know...

Fuck that.

I was about to find out.


A/N

Will Bella catch him in the act... again? What do you think Edward thought about the server's mistake? Thoughts?

Until later...