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Chapter 3

Edward's Point of View

"Come on Dude," Emmett chides me as he stands waiting for me to get out of my car. "If you don't hurry all the hot chicks will be grabbed up for the evening!"

"Hey Dude, yourself!" I call back to Emmett laughing. "Didn't you say this girl is meeting you at nine o'clock?" Emmett nodded enthusiastically. "Then what's the rush?"

"Dude! I don't want her to think I'm disrespecting her by being late!"

Arching my eyebrow at him, "Emmett, I don't think being a couple of minutes late shows disrespect if you have a good reason for being late. Anyway, where's my friend Emmett and what have you done with him?"

We both have a laugh because Emmett is acting so differently about this girl. "She must really be something to have you panting to get to her."

"She is, man. There's just something about her that seems to be calling to me," Emmett looks down for a minute. "I know I'm acting different. I can't help it. I really like this one Edward."

One of the things I like about Emmett is that you can tell what he is thinking just by looking at his face. He has no guile. That is a quality too few people have and I appreciate that about him the most. That is why he is my best friend. I could tell there was something else he hadn't told me yet.

"Ok Emmett, what aren't you telling me?"

"Rosalie said she's bringing a friend with her," Emmett said slowly, then in a rush added sheepishly... "However, you don't have to be with her."

I stop in my tracks. "Emmett you told me you would stop trying to set me up!" I was so disappointed in him, but at the same time I love him for wanting to help me find someone I could be with.

"Come on Edward. You don't have to meet Rose yet or her friend. Just stand back and watch." He eyed me and continued, "Look, you usually just go off and watch anyway. It'd be pervy if it wasn't you."

"Ok. I'll stay for an hour and watch her and see what I think. If I like what I see, I'll approach her on my own." I look Emmett in the eyes to make sure he understands what I was telling him.

"Thanks man! Rosalie said this lady is a real looker and nice to boot," Emmett offered.

I laughed, "Yeah. I've heard that one before! Let's go so you can meet your new girl."

As we got closer to the entrance I spy this really pretty brunette standing out front. She didn't look like she belonged or was at all comfortable being there as she was shifting around looking for someone. I watch as we get closer. Did I say pretty? No that didn't cover it. Spectacular is more like it. She has a kinda innocent look about her.

Emmett looks where I am looking and whistles under his breath. "Niiicccee, but not as nice as my Rosalie."

As we pass the beauty, I poke Emmett in the ribs with my elbow. "Dude! That hurt," he says through his teeth, making me laugh out loud.

"Sorry Emmett. Let's just get inside so your Rosalie won't feel disrespected."

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Once inside the club we are greeted by the loud music and all the women checking us out. Emmett is not paying attention to the women who line the gauntlet that we're passing through. Emmett is a little taller than me, making it easy for him to look over the heads of all the gaping women.

"Do you see her?" I ask.

Emmett answers with a shake of his head. "Let's go over there. I see an empty table we can hang out at until I see her," he says pointing to an elevated part of the club. We will have a good view of not only the dance floor, but the entrance into the club.

We sit down at a table that is tall enough we could stand comfortably if we want to while people watching.

One of the waitresses that usually waits on us there comes over and takes our order. After she leaves, Emmett nudges me. "There she is. The one dressed in the skinny jeans, long straight natural blond hair and pink blouse."

His face is glowing. I look to where he was pointing and see the very pretty blond he was talking about. My eyes slide to the woman following her. I can't believe it. Its the brunette I'd seen out front. I don't say anything to Emmett, other than just nod.

Emmett didn't say another word, he just leaves me sitting there at the table alone, and of course I have to pay for his beer as well my own. Typical Emmett. I take both beers and position myself at the table so I can watch my brunette.

I almost get the nerve to approach her a couple of times, but it seemed that most of the dudes there had the same idea. I must have watched her for at least an hour. Once or twice I catch Emmett looking at me with that Come on Dude! look on his face.

About two hours later, I watch her on the dance floor, wincing every time someone steps on her feet. She is wearing high heels and a mid-thigh denim skirt with a light orange blouse that tends to cling to her curves as she moves. Damn! She is something else.

I continue to watch her while she walks off the floor and back over to her friend and Emmett, signaling that she is going to the back of the club where there are tables and booths lining the three walls and a very small dance floor in the center. Its separated with three steps down. I watch her reach the steps and then reach down take off her shoes. She hobbles over to one of the same two seat tables and sits down. I could almost hear her groan in relief at being able to remove her shoes.

I make my move, leaving my observation table and head to where she's sitting.

I stand there by her table watching her wiggle her toes. I finally speak. "Mind if I join you?" Her head jerks up with denial in her eyes, but I watch that change into something else I've seen a lot before; interest. So I pull at the chair and sit down.

"Ehm, no. I don't mind. Help yourself, as I see you already have..." she seems at a loss for words. However, the more she looks at me, another expression comes into her eyes.

Let the games begin, I think to myself.

We talk about nothing in particular for some time before another song nice enough to slow dance to begins to play.

"May I have this dance?" I ask her smiling.

She seems to be studying me before she answers me, "Sure. Let me put my shoes back on."

"You don't have to torture your feet any longer," I tell her. "I promise not to step on your feet," I smile. "I've been watching you ever since you came in. I noticed how many times you were stepped on. You must be an incredibly kind person, because never once did you scold any of them. I liked that," I tell her, meaning it. I'd seen other girls haul off and slap dudes for that before.

I stand up and look down at her. "Tell you what. You dance this one dance with me and I'll give you a foot rub."

That must have done it because she stands and and takes my outstretched hand. I lead her out onto the small dance floor and pull her into my arms. "By the way, my name is Edward Cullen, what's yours?"

"I'm Isabella, Bella Swan. Nice to meet you Edward Cullen." She has a beautiful contralto voice. Almost like dark chocolate.

What little space there is between us seems to become filled with an electric fire.

I am really enjoying just having this woman in my arms. She feels so warm and soft, but she suddenly stiffens. "So Edward Cullen, what do you do and how old are you?" I can see she is ready to hear something she doesn't want to hear, but yet expects to hear. I answer her directly watching to see what her expression shows.

"I'm working on my master's degree at Rice University in Computer Science and I just turned twenty six. You?"

Yes there is disappointment in her eyes or maybe its regret. She squares her shoulders and answers me. "I teach English lit at a Charter High School here in Houston, and I'm 46. Well it was nice meeting you Edward Cullen. That means I could easily be your mother. In fact I have a son..."

I stop dancing, but didn't let loose of her. In fact I pull her completely flush with my body. "Shhhh, I don't want to hear about your son, and you don't in any way remind me of my mother. You're a beautiful woman, and as I have said, I've watched you from the moment you came into the club. I wanted to get to know you from that first sight."

"But..." she tries.

I silence her with, "No buts."

I lean down and capture her mouth with mine; a kiss that I fill with the passion I am feeling for her at that moment.

She kisses me back with a kiss that seems to match my own.

"Come on Bella, let's get out of here. Let's go to my apartment," I watch her face, and I see surrender finally come into her expression. "I want to make mad passionate love to you Bella Swan." I finish my thought out loud.

I see doubt in her eyes. I wish I could read minds so I could counter any doubts she might be having.

"Come on Bella. Don't over think this. I want you and I'm pretty sure that you want me..." I breathe on her neck. Please Say YES! SAY YES!

"I need to find Rosalie to tell her." She says.

I dutifully take her hand, after helping her put her shoes back on and follow in her wake in search of her friend.

We find Rosalie leaning up against the bar with Emmett who is glued to her side.

Bella makes the introductions. Emmett smiles at me then winks and nods to me. I nod to Rosalie and smile as she tells Rosalie that we are going to go some place more comfortable.

Rosalie surprises me. "Then let's all go together. It's perfect. I'm hungry anyway, there's a Denny's not too far from here and Bella," eyeing me hard, "we all can get to know Edward better. Ok with everyone?"

Twenty minutes later we are all sitting in a booth at a Denny's that turned out to be as close as Rosalie had said.

The four of us spend almost three hours talking and laughing. Bella seems to ease up some as does Emmett.

I find myself very comfortable watching Bella interact with both Emmett and me. I am liking her more and more as a person and not just a possible lay.

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Bella follows me to my apartment complex, which I hope she does not find too shabby. I wait for her to get out of her truck and I make sure she locked it up. I don't want her to have anything stolen.

I take Bella's hand and lead her to my apartment. She seems very pleased with its appearance.

I can't wait any longer to feel her lips on mine, or her soft curvy, body pressed up against mine.

As soon as I get the door locked, I push Bella up against the nearest wall. I reach for her and cup her face with both hands, kissing her deeply and long.

"Oh my," Bella sighs and responds to me with ardor.

Taking a chance, I picked her up bodily and carry her bridal style into the bedroom. I lay her on the duvet and just stand there looking down at her. My God, but she's beautiful. I smile what I hoped is a warm sweet smile.

"May I make love to you Bella Swan?"

She responds saying, "I wish you would. It's been so long I think my lady parts have cobwebs."

I laugh, "You are so funny and you're one of the sweetest women I've ever met."

Bella giggles. She actually giggles. I make short work of removing her blouse before she can change her mind. Of course I would stop if she asks me to. I fervently pray that she won't.

I start by kissing her neck and shoulders.

Bella is panting.

I work to get her bra off so I can take one of her nipples in my mouth. It feels so soft and warm and hardens more as I suck on it and play with the other one by pulling and twisting slightly.

She shudders.

My fingers find their way up her thigh until I reach the heated center between her legs. I move her panties away and find she is very wet. Oh my she's moaning, but she isn't moving very much. Hmm. I push first one finger then add another as she begins to moan louder. She gets even wetter as I add the second.

Bella arches her back. I feel her center tighten and flutter around my fingers.

Wow. This is a first. I wonder how long it's been since she's had sex? There's another gush of fluid. She just squirted! Wow. I've never had a woman do that before. I thought it was a myth

My turn. I slip slowly into Bella and began moving very slowly to give her a chance to get used to my size. She moans in my arms and begins to move meeting me thrust for thrust until she begins to flutter and tighten around me. I must have hit her g-spot because she arches her back one final time letting out a long "OOOoooooo" just as I come harder than I remembered ever cumming before.

I think she must have passed out as she seems to collapse in my arms on to the bed. I move my arms from around her and get up heading for the bathroom. I remove the rubber I'd managed to remind myself was necessary, then relieved myself. I get a clean washcloth from the cabinet and turn on the hot water wetting the cloth.

I bring it back to her and see her eyes are open. "Where'd you go?" she asks drowsily as I kneel on the bed and gently push her thighs apart and clean her up. Then I clean myself up.

"Had to get rid of the rubber," Edward pauses and continues, "Don't worry I have more."

I lay back onto the bed, spooning myself to her beautiful ass and back.

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I wake up first Saturday morning and not wanting to disturb her I slip out of bed to start coffee and some breakfast for us.

I am concentrating so hard on not burning the eggs that I didn't notice she'd come into the kitchen. I turn to find her sitting at the breakfast bar watching while I scramble her eggs and fried bacon.

I try several times to get her attention but she is so deep in her thoughts that I have to touch her on the shoulder.

"Where were you?" I ask sitting down next to her still buck naked.

"Watching you and thinking about last night. It's all starting to feel real," she responds.

"Well," I snort, "why wouldn't it feel real?"

"Edward?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Have you been with other women my age before?"

Shoving a piece of toast into my mouth, and talking around it, "Nope. You're the first. Why?"

"Oh, I was just wondering. Doesn't it seem strange to you, I mean the fact that I'm old enough to be your mother?"

"Nope." I say. "Why should it? Age is just a number."

Bella looks stunned. "So, so it wasn't weird or strange at all to you?"

"Why? Was it to you?" I ask beginning to feel a little concerned.

"Because I have a son just about your age, and right now it feels very strange, albeit that I have been enjoying myself more than you can possibly know," Bella pauses and looks deeply into my eyes. "No one has ever fixed me breakfast, ever" she states. "That within itself feels very strange. Ever since I was twelve I've been fixing other people's breakfast, lunch and dinners."

I drop my fork making what I knew must have been a loud racket but don't give a shit. I grab Bella's face with both hands and look into her eyes. "Then it's about time, beautiful lady, that people start doing things for you," I proceed to kiss her hard and long.

"Wow!" is all Bella says when I finally end the kiss.

I stand up and pull her with me then scoop her up into my arms. I carry her back into the bedroom where I proceed to dine on her.

Bella's hands claw at the sheets, arching her back. Once again, I am treated to her juices squirting, but this time into my open and waiting mouth.

We have a lot more sex until around noon when we both fall asleep again.

And so the weekend went.

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Sunday afternoon almost the minute after Bella left my house my cell phone buzzed in my jean's pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the display, not surprised to see Emmett's name.

"Hello Emmett."

"Dude! Did you and Bella run away to Vegas or something? Rosalie wanted to know," Emmett boomed.

"Then Rosalie needs to call Bella and find out." I snarked.

"So what'd y'all do all weekend?" Emmett was always intrusive, but I loved the dude like a brother.

"None of your fucking business Emmett. I never kiss and tell. You know that," I laughed.

"Well," he drawled, "Ya can't blame a fella for try'n."

"Yes I can Emmett. Let's just say I haven't had so much fun in a very long time and that's all I'm gonna tell you, so don't ask."

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Monday morning I went to class and studied then went about the week waiting for Bella to call me. And so my week went. School, home work, my study groups and waiting for Bella to call me.

I was getting disheartened.

I thought she liked me.

We had had so much fun. Now I was beginning to wonder what went wrong!

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Friday arrived and I couldn't wait to see if I'd run into Bella again. I knew from Emmett that she and Rosalie had plans to go out again. Just the two of them. Emmett said bitterly he called it trolling. I could tell he was about as upset by not being with her as I was by not hearing from Bella.

I decided to go the the same Denny's we'd gone to last Friday night hoping they'd come in there.

I walked in and the little waitress who seated me smiled at me a little too much and twitched her butt as she walked in front of me. I smiled to myself. As if my head was pulled to the right I saw Bella. She and Rosalie were sitting in a small four person booth.

I stopped following the waitress. I only had eyes for Bella now. I walked slowly over to their table. Rosalie saw me first.

"Why if it isn't Isabella Swan..."

She turned her head so quickly I was fearful she'd give herself whiplash, "Edward!"

I uninvited, scooted myself into the booth next to her. "Why didn't you call me?" I asked without any preamble as I settled in.

"Me call you?" Bella looked confused. "How could I? I don't have your phone number."

"Oh yes you do," I stated.

"I do not!" Bella defended.

"Give me your phone." I said as I extended my hand. Bella dug it out of her purse and handed it to me reluctantly.

I scrolled through the numbers and then showed her that yes, in fact, she did have my phone number. Shaking her head she defended, again, "I didn't know. When, how did it get in my contacts?"

I laughed, "I put it in when you were in the bathroom before you left Sunday morning." I paused as I thought a moment then continued, "Did I forget to tell you I did that?"

Rosalie smiled as she listened to this exchange between us, then joined in. "Edward, Bella's not used to having a man expecting her to call him."

"Oh I see," I said understanding. It was the age difference.

"Didn't Bella tell you she's recently divorced?" Rose continued.

Bella started shaking her head that she had not told me.

"Bella, I'm sorry. I just assumed that you knew how it worked. Today when dating, the woman is free to call the man." Seeing the still unsure and slightly stunned expression on Bella's face, I added, "Woman's lib, you know?"

Bella closed her mouth. "Oh." Was all she said.

Smiling I said simply, "Yeah. I was getting worried. I thought we had a great time, and I wanted to see you some more." He waggled his eyebrows at her with this last statement.

Rosalie smiled broadly. "So, Edward. You enjoyed Bella's, ah, company?"

"Most definitely."

"Bella, did you enjoy Edward's company?" Bella nodded not taking her eyes from mine.

"Uh, Edward. Edward?" Rosalie questioned.

"Yeah?" I realized I was lost in Bella's eyes.

"Look you two. Do I have to throw water on you both?"

Bella, turned to her friend. "Why would you do that?"

That simple question caused both Rosalie and me to laugh. Bella just sat there looking between us. "What? What's so funny?" She looked as if she was starting to get upset.

Rose looked at her friend, "Bella were you in some deep freeze on another planet all your life?"

"For your information, I've been married and been a mother. I've never had a social life so excuse me if I don't know the rules of engagement." Bella said loudly.

Contrite, Rosalie apologized. "I'm sorry Bella. I really hadn't realized."

I was feeling a little ashamed of my part in Bella's current attitude and said, "I'm sorry Bella. I knew on some level when you'd said you had a son in college that you had probably been married at some point, I just didn't realize it was recent." I picked up her right hand, kissed her knuckles one at a time all the while looking into Bella's eyes. "Please forgive me, and allow me to help you understand this younger generation you're dealing with now on a social level."

Rosalie just sat there with her mouth open. "Bella is he for real?"

Bella only nodded her head.

"When you're done with him, can I have him?" Rose asked laughing.

Bella looked at her friend and then laughing she said, "Sure. Why not?"

I didn't like that idea very much. "Hey! Don't I have a say in this?"

Bella reached over and kissed Edward on the cheek. "Sure you do."

Reaching for the check, Rose said, "Ok. Now that that's settled, can we go to the movie?"

Scooting out of the booth, Bella caught up my hand pulling me up with them.

How could I deny her invitation to join them?

Rosalie smiled and Bella had a sweet smile on her face.

I'm so fucked I thought.

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