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Chapter 17: Tension Relief.

Victoria had me running around the office all morning, fetching samples and itineraries for Jane's upcoming book tour. I truly felt like I was going mad with all the stress. Alice had pulled some strings, securing a handful of really prestigious locations, which Jane would love without a doubt.

Around eleven, I messaged Edward the picture I took earlier. His reply was almost instant, telling me I was lucky he hadn't put his phone on the desk during a meeting, or he wouldn't have been the only one with the tempting view. I stifled a laugh as I imagined him at his desk, looking at my photo. It was tame enough though, just a full-length mirror shot of me in my dark green lace matching bra and panties. The ones I bought because the color reminded me of his eyes.

I told you I liked green. It's my new favorite color ;)

Warrior: Knowing that's under the sinful dress makes me slightly uncomfortable. How many male colleagues work at your office again?

Psshh, don't sweat it. Don't be jealous, they don't have anything I want. You, on the contrary, have everything I want…

Warrior: You do realize your picture did all sorts of things to me, right?

It must be hard… To be you *snickers*

Warrior: It is very hard.

Hmm… Good to know I can still excite you from a distance ;)

Warrior: How could you not. You saw what it did to me up close, Enchantress.

I might need a replay of that, my Warrior.

Warrior: You'll get a play-by-play tomorrow, Isabella.

I smiled at my phone, wishing it was tomorrow already. He made me giddy and horny as a teenager.

At lunchtime, Victoria forced me to take a break after she found me looking like an exhausted pigeon. I asked Alice to grab some food with me, but she was busy. Alice, being the eternal Cupid that she is, immediately gave me the best idea ever: surprise Edward with lunch at his office. I smiled at her genius and immediately made my plans.

I flew out of the building, into the deli across the street, and picked out two different kinds of pasta salads since I wasn't entirely sure which one Edward would like best. Luckily for me, there was an empty Uber two minutes away, and just like that I had departed for my impromptu lunch date with my Warrior. I had to admit that my heart was racing when the sign for Current Design came into view. What if he was already having lunch? Would he even appreciate the fact that I showed up at his place of employment with no warning? After all, we'd had a little spat earlier about the whole Jacob debacle, though this lunch would give me the opportunity to apologize properly.

I pushed my worries aside as I entered the sleek, glass-faced building. Current Design was located in a quite modern-looking unit shared by five companies. Edward's office was on the fourth floor, so I made a beeline for the elevator only to discover that I first needed to pass through the security gates that lead to them.

"Hi, how can I help you?" a man behind the desk greeted as I approached. His long, dark hair was pulled into a tight, neat ponytail, and he wore a dark uniform. Aro, his name tag said.

"Hi, I'm here to see a friend. He forgot his lunch so I thought I'd do him a favor and bring it by." I smiled sweetly, hoping I'd get in and get some directions to where I could find Edward. I wasn't really sure if there was any sort of protocol about going up to visit someone.

"Oh, sure. If you can sign this visitor's sheet, I can validate a badge for you. What floor do you need?" Aro asked me, slipping an iPad my way where I scribbled my name and signature with a stylus.

"The fourth, please." Aro nodded and scanned a plain white badge before handing it to me.

"All settled, you can go up now. Have a nice day, Isabella," he smiled, reading my name before tending to the phone that was ringing loudly on his desk.

The elevator doors opened on the fourth floor and I was greeted by sleek-looking blonde manning an equally sleek, glossy white front desk. Her hair was loose and pin-straight, framing her face perfectly.

"Hi, I'm here to see Edward Cullen, but it's a surprise. I brought him lunch." I smiled and held up the paper bag from the deli like an over enthusiastic puppy. The woman just glared at me, one pale, arched eyebrow scolding me intensely. Geeee, what's her deal?

"Hopefully he likes surprises, then," she said curtly, crossing her arms in front of her chest and amplifying the already extravagant amount of cleavage on display.

"Could you maybe show me the way?" I asked in an attempt to stay polite. She rolled her eyes at me and just pointed in a general direction.

"I'm on my break now, besides, I'm not a P.A. Second corridor to the right," she told me with an uninterested tone, inspecting her bold, neon-colored manicure.

Clutching the paper bag in my hands carefully, I made my way to said corridor on the right, smiling at the curious faces all around me. Bringing someone lunch probably wasn't something that happened every day here. I smiled but bit my lip in attempt to look a little more put-together when I spotted Edward's messy hair, laughing loudly with the person next to him. Clearly, the two of them were having loads of fun. The black-haired man next to him whispered something into Edward's ear, causing his head to jerk up in my direction. Edward's wide grin turned into a breathtakingly beautiful smile when his eyes met mine.

"What... How did you get here?" he stuttered cutely, staring at me like he'd just seen the sun for the very first time.

"Took an Uber. I thought you might be hungry," I replied, holding the bag from the deli in front of his eyes.

The man sitting next to Edward's desk cleared his throat, looking back and forth between the two of us.

"Right. I'm an ass," Edward began, motioning his hand to me. "This is Bella. Bella, this is Eric, my trusty partner here."

"Aah, Bella," Eric mused, shaking my hand. He looked very kind with slightly Asian features and a shaggy, dark hairstyle. I could see where he got his hairspiration from when I saw him standing next to Edward. The original is always so much better.

"Nice to meet you, Eric." I felt a little awkward, being watched by several people, and hoped we could get away for a little while.

"Victoria forced me to take a long lunch, so I figured I could bring you something yummy," I said.

Edward arched his brow. "Oh, you definitely did," he whispered and let his eyes travel along my body before he pressed a kiss onto my lips.

He kissed me at work. Oh. My. God. With innuendo.

I felt myself blush and decided to look around a little, noticing the prints and papers thrown on Edward's desk. There were no pictures, except for one very angry looking cat on his coffee mug. I could feel Eric's eyes on me when Edward rested his hand on the small of my back.

"I'm actually starving, you're lucky I haven't run out to get us some lunch," Eric joked, nudging Edward's arm. He rolled his eyes at Eric, who was eying the deli bag curiously.

Edward narrowed his eyes. "Dude, this one is mine. Get your own beautiful girl to fetch you food."

I laughed. "I promise to bring you something too if I ever do this again, Eric."

"Alright! Cullen, you hit the jackpot. Cute and considerate, count yourself lucky," Eric said, poking Edward playfully.

My Warrior rolled his eyes at his colleague before he turned and beamed at me. "Oh, don't worry about that, Eric."

Edward and I decided to go outside to eat, since the weather was quite nice. I was really happy he wanted to do that, because as much as I wanted to get to know the people he worked with — and liked to work with — I craved being alone with him. Badly.

"So, the blonde at the front desk seems… polite," I said to make conversation. Edward laughed loudly, scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah. Lauren is quite snippy. She asked me out once, but I bluntly declined her invitation and she's been pissed at me ever since. And since you're a beautiful woman asking for me, I bet it threw her off," he joked.

"That explains a lot. She's pretty, though." I shrugged, hating her already.

"She's okay. I only have eyes for you, Enchantress." Edward winked at me and the temperature suddenly rose, coating my face in shades of red.

We passed a group of his co-workers by the greenery near the building, but I was relieved when we walked around the corner.

"Is this okay?" Edward asked, motioning to one of the wooden benches. I nodded profusely, sitting down and patting the spot next to me. I unloaded our lunch, handing Edward one of the plastic forks and a napkin.

"Now, I didn't really know what you'd like, but I figured that you would like at least one of these," I said, holding up his two choices.

"Enchantress, I'd gladly eat anything you serve me," Edward said, his voice low and seductive. I almost jumped him right then and there. It seemed like too long since I felt his body on mine.

"Good to know," I winked, handing him the pasta salad with pesto and chicken since he seemed to be eyeing that one more, and got started on my own.

"I'm just gonna dive in and say that I'm sorry, Edward," I confessed, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. The whole situation at the gym this morning was giving me a stomachache. "I know you were just trying to help me, but this beef is between Jacob and me. I don't even know why you got so mad at him, but yeah. I want to apologize. I shouldn't have gone off on you about it. I know you were just trying to help."

Edward paused mid-bite, his mind seemingly drifting off elsewhere. "Listen, baby. You shouldn't apologize. At all. It was me, I was acting like a jealous caveman. You can defend yourself perfectly, I'm sure. But, that guy…" Edward shook his head and sighed.

"What about him? How do you know him, anyway?" I asked, putting my hand on Edward's thigh.

"The gym isn't that big, Bella. Plus, he used to get along very well with my brother until Emmett discovered Jake was a little too eager to learn about his steroid-regime," Edward stopped to give me a second to absorb his words. Steroids? "Yeah, Emmett is all about a healthy mind in a healthy body, so accusing him of taking stuff to bulk up is just blasphemous." Edward laughed.

"So Jacob takes certain substances that make his muscles expand more?" I asked, totally flabbergasted by the news. When I thought about it, he did seem a lot bigger than when I last saw him, and that wasn't even that long ago.

"Yeah, those expand. The rest… kinda shrinks." Edward scrunched his face in absolute disgust. I had to laugh at the little crinkles it created around his features.

"Okay. Next topic, because I definitely do not want to talk about Jake's dick," I said, sticking my fingers into my ears like a little kid.

"Fine. You want the real reason I hate him so much?" Edward leaned closer to me, frowning as he spoke and looking very serious. I simply nodded, urging him to go on. "Emmett and I like to do free weights and it's basically always the same crew on certain days. Whenever Jake was around, we all had to endure his rants about his thriving sex-life, about the hot-as-fuck bombshell brunette he was hitting it with, and then that he had to tell her off because she seemed to want more but all Jake was looking for was a decent fuck..."

Edward met my shocked gaze. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," I uttered. Suddenly, my appetite was gone.

"Yeah, I just didn't like the way he was talking about you, even though I didn't know it was you at the time. Then when you told me about your ex, who happened to be named Jake, I hoped it wasn't him. And today, when I saw him being such a total asshole, I put two and two together. I just hated him, so fucking much," Edward explained, his expression apologetic.

"You know, it's a good thing I don't want anything to do with him anymore," I sighed. "Jacob Black is a lying little bitch." My tone was filled with hatred. I could only imagine what he had said about me, but I didn't want Jake to taint my day any further. "I figured since he has another girlfriend now, he wouldn't be an issue anymore." I stuffed a forkful of pasta into my mouth, enjoying the flavors even though my stomach seemed to be a little upset.

"I'm so sorry, Warrior." I sighed, leaning my head against Edward's shoulder. I could feel him relax, his arm draping around my shoulder while he balanced the pasta container on his lap.

"It's okay, baby. I get it." He replied softly. I smiled and recalled the conversation from earlier in the car.

"So, are you?" I asked him, grinning widely, my face invisible to him.

"Am I, what, exactly?" Edward played. He knew exactly where I was going with this, it was the same question I asked this morning.

"You know what I'm talking about, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess. But I told you to make up your mind, Bella," he scoffed, crushing me into his side and kissing the top of my head. I enjoyed the sunshine on my bare legs, feeling myself warm up after being inside an air-conditioned room the entire day.

"Do you want to be?" I pressed, biting my lip. I knew we were more than friends, for sure. I just wanted to hear him say it again.

"Oh, I want to be. I so want to be. I want it all with you, baby." His reply was so sweet and I could feel his words vibrate through my entire being, making my heart explode with happiness. I let out a deep sigh and lifted my head, gazing into deep pools of green before pressing my lips to Edward's. He sighed into our kiss, sliding his hand from my shoulder to the back of my neck, kissing me like he'd never done before, with so much tenderness it made my insides flutter. I pulled away, too quickly for my liking but I needed to answer him now, or I wouldn't — again.

"Okay," I said to him, watching his smile grow into a full-on cocky grin, all the way up to his eyes.

"You know what else boyfriends do?" I whispered into his ear as I put my hand on top of his in his lap. Edward shook his head. "They get seduced by their girlfriends into having hot, messy sex during lunch."

"Fuck this, I'm not even hungry anymore," Edward said and threw his container into the paper bag sitting next to me before attacking my neck with wet, little kisses.

Taking my hand, Edward lead me back into his office building and opened a door to the stairs leading to the underground parking garage.

"You thought you'd get away with sending me those pictures without any repercussions, Enchantress?" he crooned, busying himself by running his hands all over my body, snaking them under the fabric of my dress and over my lace-clad bottom.

"I never said I didn't expect any repercussions, Warrior." I gasped as he kissed underneath my ear. I leaned my upper back against the concrete wall, my harsh breathing echoing through the stairwell.

"Good," he said, his voice raspy. His hands abandoned my body again and searched for mine, tugging me along behind him until I saw his car in front of us. Edward led us into the space between the hood of the car and the wall, where he pushed me against the cool concrete.

"You'll have to be quiet, baby," Edward said as he nuzzled my neck, his hands roaming my body again while I clutched him tighter against me. It had been entirely too long since I had him this close to me. I didn't bother speaking, but hummed appreciatively when I felt him push my dress up over my hips. He pulled away to look at me, his eyes narrowed and hungry as he took in my lingerie. I felt smug; after all, the only reason I'd bought it for was him.

"You like it?" I whispered, working my fingers into his thick hair, massaging his scalp ever so slightly.

"I love it," he replied, looking into my eyes rather than at my scantily-clad lower half.

"Prove it," I dared him, lifting one eyebrow to call his bluff.

"You keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut, and I will," he growled and turned me around, the front of my body meeting the hood of his car. His urgency and roughness turned me on, panting heavily as I watched my breath fog the black, glossy paint of the Lexus.

I could hear the tearing of the condom wrapper, and the sound of his zipper lowering, pleased to discover my Warrior seemed somewhat prepared for something like this as my body began to overheat with anticipation. I shuddered and gasped in excitement when I felt his hand cup me, and he groaned into my hair.

"You've been thinking about this all along, haven't you? You're so fucking wet, you might have ruined those sinful little panties of yours." I let out a moan, far too loud for the open environment we were in and I whimpered as he took his hand off me.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" he snapped. I bit my lip in an attempt to shut myself up. If anyone found us here, it wouldn't be good. I had to contain myself, for Edward's sake. I just nodded again, my way of telling him I'd behave — or that I'd try to.

Edward's hand was back on me, rubbing me through the lace, the friction sending sparks of fire through me. I suppressed my noises, muffling them against my cotton-clad forearms that leaned on the hood of his car.

"I'm going to fuck you senseless now," Edward announced, his voice a harsh whisper, making goosebumps rise on my skin.

He moved my panties out of the way and I could tell he was being careful with the delicate fabric. I could feel the roughness of his jeans against my bare legs and I ground my ass against him impatiently.

The moment he entered me, it seemed like we both had trouble keeping our voices down. My whimper was met with his groan as filled me entirely. I'd missed this so much.

"How do you feel so fucking good," he murmured, one of his hands tight on my waist as the other snuck it's way to my chest.

Edward thrust into me forcefully, crushing my body against the car as my heart thumped wildly. The angle was perfect, his movements deliberate as I felt him hit me in that deep, deliciously heavenly spot — again and again.

"Touch yourself, baby," he pleaded. I leaned on one arm, the other hand sliding down inside the front of my panties. My clit was throbbing, my nerves on fire as I worked myself frantically. Our panting breaths were the only sound in the underground garage and I shut my eyes to absorb every single second of this escape from reality.

I could feel my muscles grow tighter and tighter, the familiar tingling sensation working its way through me. Edward cursed, burying his face into my neck, leaning some of his weight on me and slowing down his thrusts.

"I'm so close," I whimpered. "Don't stop, please." My plea was heard as he resumed his glorious torture, and he bit down on my shoulder to silence his own moans, the pain only adding to the sensation.

"I know, I can feel it. You're so fucking tight," he grunted.

It didn't take much more for me. The secretive, sneaky, dirty fuck against his car, Edward's cock driving me into oblivion, and me touching myself were almost too much. I bit down on my lip hard when my orgasm overtook me, my legs quivering. Seconds later, the familiar whimper left his lips as he buried his face into my hair, exhaling loudly. I could feel the harsh beating of his heart against my back as we both came down from our ecstasy. Too soon, Edward slid out of me and I turned around, readjusting my underwear and dress while he tied the condom and wrapped it in a paper towel.

"I ought to bring you lunch more often," I giggled as I pulled myself together. I could tell my hair was a mess as I smoothed it down with my hand.

"I might get fired when you do, though," Edward joked, checking the large, black watch on his wrist. "I'm kind of borderline late — again," he said.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should get back as well, anyway. I, uh, I'll see you later?" I said hurriedly, feeling slightly embarrassed. Edward gripped my upper arms and looked me in the eye, shaking his head.

"Don't. Ever. Apologize. Not for anything like this. I wanted this as much as you did, trust me," he chuckled, causing me to smile.

"I could tell, Mr. Keep-Your-Mouth-Shut." I arched a brow while he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose.

"Ah, now she acts as if she's mad," he murmured with a crooked smile. "Isabella, I know you liked that as well, baby." He winked at me before taking me into his arms for a sweet and lingering kiss.

"I feel bad leaving you like this," he said, attempting to make my hair look less like I'd just been fucked hard in a parking garage. I snorted.

"I'm a big girl, I'll be fine," I assured him and took his hand, leading him back to the stairs to go to the lobby. Passing a trash can, he threw the condom in before going back up. Taking me outside, he greeted one of his co-workers with a nod of his head and a smile and kissed me softly.

"I'll see you before the party at my place?" I asked again, hoping he hadn't changed his mind.

"You can count on me, Enchantress. Even though I can't help but feel a little jittery. Meeting new people isn't really my strong suit," he admitted cutely.

"Well, your brother will be there too if that's any consolation," I noted. "Jasper's a very cool, down-to-earth-guy as well. So you'll have two guys to talk to when you feel emasculated by the inquisition of Rose and Alice," I chuckled, his horrified expression making me want to kiss his worries away.

"Is it going to be that bad?" Edward wondered, but I shook my head.

"Of course not, I was just teasing you. They'll love you, I'm sure." I almost said "As much as I do," but managed to keep my word-vomit down for once. "Besides, they are the ones who should feel nervous," I told him.

"Why?" Edward's brow furrowed.

"Because you'll be the most important person there. You know, since you're my boyfriend and all." I beamed at him, knowing he'd like what I said.

"Why, Isabella. How I've longed to hear you say those words," Edward concluded and kissed my knuckles lovingly before pulling me into him, hugging the last of my doubts away.

YAY! They're officially dating now ;)

I finally read Ride & Prejudice by ClaireBamboozle. SUCH a damn good fic. I suggest you get reading if you haven't yet ;)

Take care xo