I was, at first, kicking myself for not going after him and putting him straight and narrow on the me and Mike situation. I'd seen him again at the party but never found the nerve to pull him to one side and tell him the truth. In all honestly, I was scared. Scared that if I told him the truth about my little Mike show, he would know exactly how I felt about him. And I knew I couldn't take the rejection, it would crush me. Yeah, I knew he was attracted to me, he's shown it on loads of occasions and he thinks I'm hot but he's a fuck 'em and leave 'em type of guy. I'm not that type of girl.

I had become so dependent on our teasing interactions to satisfy my craving for him. If he knew and broke that connection, I wouldn't be able to cope, not if it was cut off all at once. So I had decided to not see him as much, not interact with him. I needed to stop my addiction. It would be for the best in the long run.

Since that night, Edward had only worked a few days which helped. He'd taken a last minute two week vacation immediately after the party. Alice had told me his mom was in town and he wanted to spend some time with her. My first reaction was that it was so sweet of him to do that but that didn't help my need to see him as the office slut, the guy who would break my heart if I openly gave it him so I tried not to think about him. The problem was the more I tried not to think of him, the opposite happened.

I sighed again before the elevator pinged letting me know it was here. The doors opened and I stepped into the empty space. I took one last look at the snowy skyline before the doors snapped close. It looked bad; maybe I should go get some lunch from downstairs. I pushed level two for our in-house cafe then stood at the back of the cabin; I tilted my head back on the wall and closed my eyes.

I felt the elevator stopping before I expected it to but I kept my eyes closed. The doors opened and I knew who had stepped in. The small space came alive with energy, my body tingled as his scent hit me. Oh no.

I heard the doors close and the cab start to move again. I squeezed my eyes shut even more. If I didn't actually see him, maybe I would be okay.

"Swan? You okay?" He asked softly. Oh his voice. I'd missed it.

I nodded still not opening my eyes. Will he get the hint I don't want to talk? "You sure? You look, I don't know, tired?" Of course not. Not Edward.

"I'm fine." I said flatly. I didn't sound right to my own ears; I knew he'd pick up on that.

"Swan, look at me." No. I can't. I can't. Please don't ask me to do something I know I can't do. I just can't.

"Please..." Why is he making this harder than it already is?

"Bella?"

My eyes flew open as I focused in on the pair of gorgeous green one just a foot away from my own. Did he just call me Bella? "What did you call me?"

"I called you by your name."

"But you never call me Bella. Never."

Suddenly, the elevator stopped abruptly, bouncing a little on its cables. The light above us turned a shade of yellow. "What the fuck? Did we just stop mid floor?"

I grabbed the rail and swallowed. I wasn't claustrophobic but the thought of being stuck between two floors in a high building wasn't comforting.

"Yeah, I think so." Edward pressed the yellow alarm button, opened the panel and retrieved a small telephone. Then he paused, waiting.

"Hello? Oh hi Felix. Yeah I'm ok. It's just me and Miss Swan. Yeah... remember what we talked about... Yeah?... yes definitely. Thank you... again." He placed the phone back in the panel turning back to face me.

"So how are you with enclosed spaces?" I blinked at him several times before my brain to mouth function kicked back in.

"What? What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well Felix said that the elevator had stopped and he was calling an engineer but with the snow, he didn't know how long it would take... so... enclosed spaces? Good?... not good? Because ..."

"I... I... Okay I suppose. Not that I've been trapped in a small metal box hanging by a couple of cables twenty floors up before."

Edward stared at me for a long time. Then I noticed his hands where gripping on to the railing behind him so tightly that his knuckles were white. The colour seem to drain out of his face at the same time he started to slide down the mirrored wall slowly. "Oh shit..."

"Cullen, you okay? You don't look so good." He was on the floor now pulling his knees towards him. He looked scared and I started to panic.

"Shit, you don't like small spaces?" He nodded slightly. His strong forearms wrapped around his legs started to shake slightly as he placed his forehead to his knees and closed his eyes. Oh shit. What do I do? I pulled my cell out but I didn't have any reception. Stupid piece of crap. Think Bella. How to deal with claustrophobia... distraction, maybe? So I said the first thing that popped into my head.

"You have gorgeous hair." As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted the elevator cables to snap and for us to plunge to our deaths, just to stop the embarrassment. "I'm sorry but it's true." Oh Bella, shut the fuck up already!

I sank to the floor and wrapped my own arms around my bent legs. "And your eyes are amazing too." What am I saying? And why can't I stop? "Like emeralds."

"Swan, did you just compare my eyes to gems?" He turned his head to the side so he was looking at me; his green eyes sparkled with amusement. He seemed to look better so I continued to say things that I'd want to say for the last year.

"What if I am?" I challenged, cocking my head slightly. He smirked at me. Normally this would get my back up but looking his incredibly gorgeous face, I was almost relieved to see it. I'd felt so off since the office Christmas party, desperately trying to forget him but deep down inside I knew I couldn't. Since he had come crashing into my life a year ago, I'd become border line obsessed with the guy. If only he knew...

"I'd say... your eyes win the competition hands down." Huh?

"My eyes?" He nodded his smirk still in place. "You have the most deep, rich chocolate brown eyes; they're really beautiful, like they're owner."

"Beautiful?" He said I was beautiful. I was jumping up and down on the inside. After a year, I knew he was attracted to me and I to him but this was the first time he actually said I was beautiful. And when I was with him, I kinda felt it too.

"Beautiful, amazing, stunning, pretty, gorgeous... I could keep going if you want me to..."

My smile was growing with each heartfelt word. His smirk became a grin too as I looked away for a moment to gather my thoughts.

"I'm sorry about the night of the Christmas party Swan. I shouldn't, you know..."

My head turned so fast to face him again, my mind was spinning. "Shouldn't have what... kissed me?" My smile disappeared as my heart faltered.

"No, no! I definitely should have kissed you. I shouldn't have got pissed with Mike. Not his fault you're irresistible! If you had your hands all over me like that, I would have looked like one smug fucker too."

"Hold up, smug? He was embarrassed Cullen. I used him. I wasn't being fair."

He looked thoughtful for a moment, "You put on that show for me?"

I couldn't help but laugh, out loud like some sort of crazy person. "You're joking right? You know I did! It's what we do, this game... it's what we've done for the past year!"

He made a mock shocked facial expression, "Really? Wow, I didn't know." We looked at each other for a couple of seconds before bursting out laughing together. We were laughing so hard that I collapsed on to my side, holding my waist which felt like it was going to burst. My eyes were closed as the tears of laughter flowed freely. It felt so good, I felt so alive. For the first time since the Christmas party, I felt happy and it was all because of the man rolling on the floor next to me.

Our laughter quietened down as I took deep breaths, squeezing my eyes shut as I did, trying to keep the giggles at bay. Once I felt calm enough to open my eyes I did. I opened my eyes to Edward who had moved to lie on his side opposite to me, face to face. He was so close our noses were almost touching. I could think of other places of him I'd like to touch. That thought bombarded my mind of images of Edward in various states of undress. I closed my eyes slowly as I allowed my mind wander to places I'd been trying to forget over the last couple of weeks. My breath hitched at one particular images of Edward pushing me up a wall as I felt a hand grip my hip gently. I slowly opened my eyes again. Edward hadn't moved until I realised that he'd moved his hand to my hip. His emerald eyes had darkened and his eyelids looked heavy. Then everything seemed to happen at once. The energy in the small space changed; it was charged like electricity in the air. Edward's fingers on my hip flexed slightly which made my whole body come alight. I was burning inside, deep inside. He flexed his fingers again, a little harder this time and I had to bit my bottom lip to stop the moaning noise in my throat escaping.

Edward's eyes darted down to my mouth then quickly came back to stare straight at me again. I noticed his breathing picked up just a touch. This was all before I felt his other hand, the one on the floor. His long lean fingers grazed the bare skin that was now exposed between the top of my skirt and bottom of my shirt. The word escaped that had been on the tip of my tongue as a moan. "Edward."

I was done for. The second after, Edward had bridged the gap and he kissed me. Full of passion, longing, lust, anticipation, missed opportunities; the last twelve months came crashing down of us both. His hands gripped my hips so my own pulled on his tie then dove into his fantastic hair. I pulled him impossibility closer. He groaned, I moaned as our hips met. I tried to hitch my legs over his before I realised I was completely restricted by my suit skirt. Stupid fucking thing! I had been waiting too long to let something like a skirt ruin my humping so I wiggled the thing higher so it bunched around the top of my thighs giving me the freedom to move closer to the place I wanted to be. I was quickly rolled onto my back, Edward pressing into me in a delicious way. My legs parted automatically to allow him to get closer, I needed him closer.

The problem was the length of the elevator floor didn't accommodate the height of Edward so he was basically kneeling between my legs. Not close enough! I pushed him off me and sat up, leaning on my forearms and elbows. He sat up on his heels. Giving myself a second to actually breathe. He was struggling to control his breathing too. I could help but look up his body. His cock was straining against his dress pants, it looked mouth watering. His shirt was creased and askew. His tie was crooked. His mouth was agape, breathing laboured. His eyes. He looked confused. Oh, no need to be confused Edward. I'm not going anyway!

I smirked at him, "Did you know your eyes change colour? They go darker when I do this." I reached over and grabbed his cock. I watched his face with fascination. His eyes rolled and his head dropped back against his shoulder blades. And the groan sounded like Christmas morning, magical.

"You like that huh?" I couldn't help but tease him.

"Oh sweet Jesus yes." His eyes levelled back to mine and they reflected my own want. "But don't tease Swan if you're not up to go through to the end."

"The end? Here?" My last word was squeaked. My head shot up and I saw the blinking red light in the corner of the elevator. Camera, shit. My eyes turned back down to Edward who was now wearing his trademark smirk.

"Oh my God, there's a camera up there! Oh God, Felix!"

"Don't let that little light worry you." He continued to smirk as he leant forward, brushing his nose against my ear and whispering. "There's no sound, just the picture." His words sent warm shivers down my spine.

He pulled away slowly to stand and I followed, pulling my skirt down to an acceptable length. He was still wearing his smirk when he reached into his pants pocket to retrieve an old fashioned handkerchief. He turned swiftly and reached up to the camera, covering it with the material, tying it tightly in a knot. The little red light was no more and just the thought of what Edward was suggesting made my nipples hardened against the lace fabric of my bra.

Where we really doing to do this? Now? Here? What if we got caught? That thought alone made the desire course through my veins faster. I tiled my face back to look at Edward. He had moved back to lean against the wall, his arms crossed over his firm chest, his left ankle casually crossed over the other. He was still smirking when he raise an eyebrow at me. A challenge. A dare. He didn't think I would do it. Well he's got a surprise coming then! But we had always played our game, and I didn't want it to stop just like that.

No, let's see who will break first.

Hehe ... I know, I know, you all hate me for leaving it there *ducks from flying objects* lol.

Thank you to SweetLovinCullen for beta'ing and Twificgirl for pre-reading. Big thanks to you too for reading; I love hearing from you :)

Well you'll all be happy to know that the next update is Saturday so not too long to wait to see what happens between Teaseward and Teasella ;)

So until next time ... x