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For One Night Only – Chapter 2
With Emmett's smiling face and Edward's angry glare both looking directly at me expecting some kind of answer to why my surname had changed. I put my head down to the ground to avoid their expectant gazers, then put my proverbial tail between my legs and scarped from the room as quickly as my legs would take me, not really taking any notice of who I bashed into in my desperate need for escape. The laughter and cheering of my colleagues followed me all the way down the hall to the ladies bathroom. Once I reached the door I opened it with such force it banged against the wall making me jump in the process.
Without pausing I rushed to the sink gripping the rim so tight in my hands that my knuckles turned white, I was finding it difficult to breathe as if all the air was being taken out of the bathroom.
Inhale, exhale. I chanted to myself trying to calm my breathing before I had a full scale panic attach, which I could feel coming. The heat in the bathroom was becoming unbearable, when did it get so hot? I leaned my head in between my hands on the sink the porcelain feeling cool against my very warm skin. I closed my eyes tightly as my breathing slowly became more controlled and continued my inhale, exhale mantra. I would do anything to stop me thinking about last night and how stupid I was.
Once I was calm enough I pushed myself upright and was instantly hit by reflection in the bathroom mirror. I gasped in horror, my hair looked like it should be horse food (haystack look!), my big brown eyes were bloodshot, red rimmed and puffy and my cheeks were tear stained. My lips were swollen and slightly sore and then there was the big angry love bite on my neck.
My finger tips gingerly touched my swollen lips as memories of last night would not be held back any longer. His mouth felt so hot and slick as it glided over mine his slight stubble adding to the tingle factor which even just thinking about it made my toes curl. His body fit perfectly against mine as we made love until the early hours of this morning. I wonder how many times he told me I was beautiful last night. I could feel my lips curve unwillingly into a smile. Stupid Bella! I thought to myself as I angrily splashed cold water over my face to freshen myself up a little and to get my mind off him. No good would come of last night it was a mistake and will not happen again.
You know you want it to happen again. My heart was saying to my head, but my head really did not want to listen or was it my head telling my heart. Oh boy I'm ready for the Psychiatric ward already.
I dried my face with a paper towel checked my appearance and quickly made my exit, rushing to the ladies changing room where I had to get ready for court.
I quickly dressed in a blue double breasted skirt suit; luckily I had a high necked blouse which covered my love bite. I quickly put my hair in a loose bun and put my kitten heels on. I needed to grab the case notes for court from my desk before I meet Laurent.
Oh great Laurent. I huffed to myself as I picked the folders I would need from my desk. I rushed out of the room without looking where I was going and bashed into something big and solid, knocking me off my feet.
"Oh shit, Bella are you Ok?" Emmett's unmistakable voice boomed in my ear as he helped me up off the floor with one hand.
"I'm fine." I mutter to myself as I straightened my skirt unable to look him in the eyes.
"Are you sure you like a little pasty?"
"I just need something to eat." I muttered again.
"Do you ever eat anymore?" Edward's annoyed voice asked from behind me. I spun my head around to look him in his eyes and he definitely looked angry.
"I didn't have time for breakfast this morning." I said a little too defensively.
"You should always have time to eat." Edward's patronizing tone was started too great on my nerves.
"Well maybe if someone had let me go home I would have had time to eat." I hissed through clenched teeth.
"Ooh, Bella has a boyfriend." Emmett teased me followed by a little laugh which quickly died as he looked me in the face.
"What are you six?" I snarled at him, I wasn't really angry at him but I just needed to lash out at someone and he was it.
"Sorry." Emmett looked instantly hurt and I suddenly felt immensely guilty but I swallow my pride and try to ignore the feelings I am suddenly feeling as I bent to pick up my scattered papers unwilling to look at either one of them because I knew if I did I would just burst into tears.
As I am picked up the last few papers up a hand appeared in front of my face holding the last few stray papers, without looking I knew whose hand it was even before he spoke, "You missed these few." I heard the sudden smile in his voice.
"Thanks." I mutter snatched them like an ungrateful child then to make matters worse before I have a chance to help myself up he put his arm around my waste and pulled me up on my feet. We are suddenly face to chest and unwillingly my face tipped up to look him in the eyes, I wanted to spit in his face, I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and pull his delicious mouth to mine and kiss him senseless. I want to tell him I still loved him! Fuck!
I pulled out of his loose embrace a little harsher than I really need to, then I turned on my heels almost running towards the lift getting as far away from him as possible. I punched the button repeatedly always aware that his eyes were still on me. Finally the lift doors opened and I got in turned to face the direction I had just come from my heart almost stopped at the sight before me. Edward was still stood rooted to the spot where we had been the expression on his face looked so sad and lost it almost broke my heart all over again. As the lift door shuts I wonder what the sad look on Edwards face meant and I had to swallow hard a few times to keep the tears at bay.
Did he care about me? Did last night mean something to him? Would he want a repeat performance? Was he still seeing Lady T? All these questions I wanted answers too but would I like any of the answers.
As the lift pinged open at the garage Laurent was stood waiting by his truck. I looked at him almost like it was the first time, he was a very handsome man with dark skin, his eyes were dark and his hair was long and dark. When he spoke it was his French accent that really set off his attractiveness. I mean who isn't a sucker for an accent. But he knows it and he uses it to his full advantage. When I first started at the New York branch he tried a few times to get me to go out with him but I always politely declined until he called me gay then I just ignored him after that.
As I approached his truck he smiled seductively at me and opened the door for me. As he went around the over side and got in I looked at him with an eyebrow cocked, "Ok spill it!"
"You're not gay." He replied.
"I know." I gave a short shocked laugh.
"But you were sleeping with your boss." He stated.
I just gaped at him wondering if it showed all over my face. Oh Hell!
"Don't panic." He laughed as he reached his hand out to my knee reassuringly, "I know these things."
"Great." I muttered as we pulled into the busy streets of New York.
"You love him?"
"I used to." I sighed in total surrender.
"No you still do." He stated as he wound his way through the busy traffic, "He loves you also."
"I don't think so." I replied with a sad laugh, "I told him I loved him and he turned cold."
"Are you sure?" He asked confusion obvious on his face.
"Sorry Sherlock your wrong this time." I patted his knee to comfort him.
"No it's there." He stated almost in bewilderment.
"Trust me he has no feelings for me." I replied.
"Then why did he brand you?" He asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"How did… What do…?" I stuttered then crossed my arms over my chest like a petulant child, as he pulled up at a parking meter near the court house.
"Isabella, my dear I am French, I know everything there is to know about love and sex." He laughed as we get out of the truck.
"Well you no nothing about this." I muttered and made our way into the courthouse.
We are stuck in one of the court rooms listening to everyone else give evidence and such, the guy was so guilty, the evidence, the witnesses all point to him but still he pleads his innocents, before we got chance to bring forth our statements and evidence some idiot let off a smoke bomb outside in the corridor. How the hell with all the security at a court house can someone get in with a smoke bomb, but it gets better or worse. There were gunshots then and everyone was told to stay in their seats and stay calm. Yeah right.
People around us started panicking that a maniac was going to come and shoot us all. One woman was screaming hysterically and suddenly I wished someone would just slap her hard to shut her up. Before I can get really annoyed my cell starts ringing. I looked at caller I.D. and it was Peter.
"Hey what's up?" I asked in a quite voice.
"Are you Ok?" Edward's voice replied the worry was evident in his voice.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.
"Bella." He warned.
"I'm fine." I replied looking at Laurent, wondering if there was some truth in his words, "Just slightly annoyed."
"Just stay safe." Edward said in a really softly, "Don't do anything stupid."
"What am I going to do?" I laughed at the thought of trying to be a hero, with my two left feet.
"You are a danger magnet." He muttered.
"Look I'm going to have to go." I said then shut my phone on him without giving any further explanations. Laurent stared at me a smug look on his face.
"What's your problem?" I asked irritated.
"Who was that?" He asked and I swear he looked even smugger.
"It was nobody." I replied really unwilling to tell him the truth.
"Was it your Boss Lover?" He asked the laughter evident in his voice and in his eyes.
"You're wrong about him!" I snapped at him, "He doesn't love me."
"So it was him." He laughed out right now.
"Go. To. Hell." I spoke slowly enunciating every word and meaning every word which just made him laugh harder.
A few minutes later we are told that we are safe to go and court would resume on Monday. I sigh knowing that this guy would now most probably get off Scott free from this particular crime. Laurent put his arm around me and gave me a quick squeeze, "He may not get away with it."
"How did you know what I was thinking?" I asked him in astonishment.
"I know what you are like." He gave me a little shrug, "What are you doing know?"
"I think I will have the rest of the day off go to the gym then have an early night." I replied suddenly determined, I hadn't been for a while because I was avoiding someone.
"But it's Friday night." He sounded slightly disgusted.
"I would sooner have a good book than a night out."
"You are getting old before your time Swan." He laughed.
"Would you let Peter know?" I asked him as we reach the pavement outside the court house.
"I will," He looked at me strangely, "Which gym do you go to?"
"Why are you planning on joining me for a work out?" I teased.
"It would not be for gym workout if I joined you." He replies seductively then laughs as I go bright red.
"You get worse." I slapped him on the arm, "I'm a member at Equinox."
"So which one will you go to?" He asked.
"I usually go to the one on Broadway." I replied.
"I'll drop you off on my way back." He said sweetly with a matching sickly smile.
"Ok what are you up to?" I asked suspiciously.
"Me? Not a thing." He replied almost too innocently.
"I don't believe you." I laughed as we make our way back to his truck.
We drove to the gym in silence and when he pulled up he gave me a quick wave as I got out of the car and whoosh he was gone lost in the stream of traffic. What's his rush? I think to myself as I made my way into the gym.
I hated places like this on principle. They always cost way too much you hardly use them, then when you do use them you always feel insignificant especially when your jogging/cycling next to a blond bimbo who is so skinny you wonder why she's there anyway. You are sweating like you've just had a shower and she's there complaining that she's broke a nail not sweat.
Also what they wear, me I go in short leggings, white t-shirt and trainers which I have had for the last ten years. But these Barbies' are all in the latest gear some of them may as well just come in their birthday suits how much they show, and they are always more interested in flirting with the Fitness Instructors than doing a work out of any kind.
After I had changed into my workout gear I did a few warm ups in the ladies changing rooms to loosen myself up and then made my way towards the main gym where most of the equipment was and decided to do a few exercises with the different weight machines. For some reason I find this bit of the gym boring and I love the cardio vascular exercise much more fun.
I made my way to the rowing machines first and tried a three minute exercise on one, but my mind was starting to wander to more unpleasant things which I was trying to suppress from my mind but with out much success, after about a minute my rhythm was all off and I could not get the momentum back, so I gave it up as a bad job.
I stood next to the rowing machines trying to get my breath back and some focus before I had ago on the next machine. I looked up and had to try and suppress a groan, Felix one of the Fitness Instructors the reason I had not been to the gym for a while, because he was my recent hook up. Who was also making a beeline towards me.
I gulped as his big bulky frame came closer and his dark expressive eyes looked happy to see me, don't get me wrong he is a very handsome man with his thick set frame, his sparkly blue eyes and dark features he's what most women who come here would die for but unfortunately not me. He just wasn't my type.
"Hey, Bella." He said as he tried to sound casual, "Long time no see."
"How are you Felix?" I asked with a smile trying to be polite.
"I am so much better for seeing you, beautiful." He smiled even brighter.
"Oh that's nice." I gulp trying to fight down the guilt I suddenly felt.
"I haven't heard from you for a while." He almost sounded accusing.
"I've been very busy with work you know." I replied with a very feeble explanation.
"Yeah I saw Alice and she mentioned how busy you have been." He replied his hand reaching out and stroking my arm, I flinch.
"Yeah that's me busy bee." I suddenly hated myself for being such a cow but I really don't fancy him.
"Maybe next time you're free we can go to the cinema?" He asked hopefully.
"That sounds good." I replied knowing I have no intention of ever following through on the promise.
"You've got my number still haven't you?" He asked.
"Yeah it's stored in my phone." I reply knowing full well it's been deleted since our last date ended and I knew I did not want to see him again.
"Ok have fun tonight and I look forward to our next date." He said leaning towards me for a kiss, I turn my face and he kissed my cheek. I walked off with a quick wave of my hand and didn't look back.
I made my way to the running machines. I chose one near the window so I could look out to the sudden darkening night and the traffic as it whizzed by the window. I set the machine up and got on the treadmill; I started it slowly and pressed play on my ipod, as I started at a slow pace.
I hadn't even noticed which album was next but when Joni Bon Jovi, started with Living on a prayer I knew I was heading for trouble.
As I began to pick up speed my thoughts were no longer on my running, or my surroundings they were no totally focused on one topic, the one I wanted to avoid at all costs Edward Masen, my ex boss, my ex everything. I really wanted to hate him but I knew that was never going to happen as my heart started beating faster just thinking about his name even after five years.
When we first got together I thought everything would eventually turn out wonderful and like any fairytale I honestly thought we would live happily ever after. Yeah right! He kept me hidden from everyone almost like he was ashamed of me. In the two years we were together we never went out on dates, but at the same time it wasn't just about the sex either. No we did have dates but they were home dates, if he offered me a meal it would be at his house, if we watched a movie it would be at his house. We never even walked the dog together in case he saw somebody from work. What hurt the most though was when his family came to visit; I was pushed to the side as if I was nothing to him at all. Then I found out that he dated while his family came to town. I felt such a fool but he smoothed things over saying it was just for appearances and to keep his family off his back about him settling down, that's also when I found out the lady he took on these dates was Lady T or Tanya as Edward likes to call her. I wondered angrily if he was still seeing her and now was the shoe on the other foot. Was I now the other woman?
I wondered how many women he had been with since me, did he date or was he still with Tanya? I tried dating Alice, Charlotte and Angela all tried to set me up with men they thought were perfectly nice, mostly good looking, usually good sense of humour but they all lacked the one quality I wish I could live without but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't. None of these guys were Edward Masen. I tried to forget him I really did, I actually managed five dates with one guy and I even managed to kiss him once but that was the final nail in the coffin for that guy.
I could never seem to get to the kissing stage with a guy, it's the main reason I eventually gave up even trying to date. The date would go really well you found out you had loads in common then suddenly your outside your apartment building and you say your final good nights then his face is coming at you like a kamikaze pilot going straight for your face. You turn quickly and he plants a wet sloppy one on your cheek. Your polite say thank you for a lovely evening when all you want to do is wipe your wet face with the sleeve of your jacket. Then you run in doors so fast that they are left eating your dust. So after Felix I decided no more, then he came waltzing back into my life for one night only, I swear it won't happen again. But what is he doing in New York anyway and why was he at work today. On Monday I will ask Peter about it or maybe I will ring him tonight.
I suddenly lose my footing on the treadmill and fall off the end with a little thud, which quickly brings me back to reality as Felix and two other fitness instructors come rushing to my rescue. I pick myself up quickly as they gather around me.
"Are you Ok?" Felix asked as he reached for my arm.
"I'm fine just a dumb spillage." I replied feeling my face heat up in embarrassment.
"That was quite a fall." He said as he guides me to a bench near the treadmill machines.
"I just feel a little sore." I said rubbing my hip where I landed.
"Are you sure you are Ok?" He asked again making me look at him.
"I'm fine." I replied, "I am going to go now."
"Ok," He replied with a sad smile and I notice he's staring at my neck.
"Thanks Felix." I smile and start to walk away.
He grabs my arm a little tightly and turned me to face him, "You won't ring will you?"
"I'm sorry." I replied thinking how much I hate Edward at this moment in time.
"No it's fine." He smiled sadly, "I hope he's good to you."
I snort as I walk away heading back to the changing rooms; I suddenly get a really eerie feeling and the hairs at the back of my neck stand on end someone is staring at me I can feel it and it was freaking me out. I picked up speed to the dressing room.
Even though I had not been here for a while luckily I had a pair of jeans and spare t-shirt in my locker so after my shower I dressed in them shoved my other clothes in a bag and put my trainers on. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and grabbed my suit jacket.
When I walked through the reception Felix was there, I plastered a smile on my face and said a friendly goodbye. I stepped outside in the cold air pulled the collar of my jacket to hide my face from the cold as much as possible. I heard the door open and close behind me but I did not look around.
"Bella." A voice said from behind me I spun around to face him and before I had a chance to say a word he pushed me against the wall, his arms holding me in a vice like grip as his mouth slamming against mine in a hungry possessive kiss then he murmured against my mouth, "Your mine I will not share you again."
Authors note: I had been hoping to get this posted on Friday but I have had a few problems and I had to retype the whole chapter again. Hope you enjoyed this second chapter and I promise I will try and make them a little longer. I want to try and keep this all in Bella's point of view but if you want to know Edward's thoughts at any point you will have to let me know and I will see what I can do.
Hopefully the next chapter will be done by midweek but we will see. Thank you for reading and please review, as it helps me know whether I am telling this story right or what I am doing wrong.