Our Good Guy is letting his hair down tonight... We'll him have some fun, okay?

Won't be home for a couple more days. Got called in for an emergency meeting in NY. I went shopping for clothes earlier, so I'm good on that front ; ) I'm sorry to delay your surprise… -T

I did not reply to her texts anymore.

It was over.

The paperwork was ready.

Today was my meeting at Volturi, Riley would send out the envelope tomorrow. She'll have them the day after.

Tyler will have them the day after.

He'll know about everything.

But maybe he already knows everything.

Maybe he knew that Tanya was married to me.

She only stayed because she would get next to nothing at all when she left me herself.

But what would she say to Tyler when he wanted to marry her as soon as possible?

I needed to get my mind off of everything, and sitting at my desk for days on end wouldn't exactly help me.

Work would distract me, so I planned on doing just that.

Car, put me down for the job with Paul at the auction the day after tomorrow? -E

Carmen wouldn't hesitate and schedule me to work the big jewelry auction with Paul.

Tanya would get the papers that day.

Shit will hit the fan that day.

So much for TGIF…

It was a little after four when I exited the barbershop, and the fact that I was finally able to get my long-awaited haircut made me feel somewhat lighter.

I didn't go for the usual but left the top slightly longer while the sides got cleaned up.

The stylist said it worked great for my face.

She liked it better than my accustomed, short choice.

I did too, honestly.

I got back to the office to finish up some projects and to help Carmen putting together the last details for Emmett McCarty's employment.

He went to get his uniform fitted earlier.

We paid a little extra to be able to have it for his first shift.

Carmen went home a little after five.

I asked if she wanted me to pick them up for the baby shower on Sunday.

"No way that the little one's stuff will fit in your pride and joy, boss." She chuckled. I rolled my eyes at her and shrugged because she was probably right.

My car was the only expensive thing I've ever bought for myself.

Black, tinted windows.

Ford Mustang.

Right from the factory, two years ago.

"Don't forget your meeting," she told me over her shoulder before she left.

Like I would ever forget.

The sun was down when I arrived at the parking lot.

I was glad I wrote down to improve it's safety as well.

It bothered me, greatly.

The club wasn't open yet, so Aro told me to ring the bell at the employee's entrance.

Cars lined up in the back.

I spotted the car Rosalie drove up to my office in.

I had a smoke while I waited for someone to answer it.

"Aah, Edward. Good evening." It was Aro himself, looking sharp in a heather grey turtleneck, suit jacket on top.

He joined me outside and sparked up a cigarette himself. He exhaled the smoke with his head thrown back against the brick wall.

"I hope you're ready because I have a lot to show you," I told him.

I was excited.

This hasn't happened for a while now, but the prospect of this big job brought an unrehearsed smile on my face.

"We're more than ready to discuss it. To be honest, I kinda put this off for far too long now." Aro chuckles and pushed his free hand into the pockets of his dark wash jeans.

He looked more casually dressed than I ever saw him.

"Hey Aro, could we order some pizza for after the meeting? Giselle just told me she passed her license and I lost the bet." I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

Another one of those smiles.

Bella.

Sapphire.

Butterfly.

I turned my head to see her face peeking around the open door, dark hair flowing over her bare arms.

"Hey," she breathed when she saw me.

Aro laughed at her pizza question and nodded.

"It's fine as long as it's on you," Aro winked, Bella rolled her eyes.

"What bet did you lose?" I wondered.

"Yeah, well. It was between me and Giselle and whoever got their driver's license first, gets to pick the meal the other one pays for." She huffed out and snatched the cigarette out of my hand.

She took a drag.

Those lips.

I cleared my throat and let her finish the cigarette before we went inside.

"G, call the pizza place. You order and I'll pay, okay?" She yelled to her right. I heard someone squeal excitedly.

"Come, I prepared some tables for us to discuss this." Aro motioned for me to follow him to the far back of the club, furthest away from the stage.