Chapter 3: Distractions

(Melinda POV)

"Hey, Melinda," said Nurse Jackie at lunch, staring at me in concern, "did you see Doctor Cullen today? He looked rather tired. Did you two have an argument?"

These women gossiped about Dr. Cullen like they were married to him and somehow they found out that the two of us quarreled. There was no such thing as a secret here, was there? I would have rolled my eyes but that would seem immature and rude so instead I merely crossed my arms and looked down to my food.

"Yeah," I said angrily, "we had an argument. He started it." That was totally immature but it was true.

One of the nurses known as Angelina whom I recently became acquainted with laughed at me. "You had a lovers' spat, huh? How cute."

"I don't even like him, Angelina," I snapped crossly. "He blew it. I would have grown closer to him but he was the one who broke it off."

"Oh, honey," said Jackie maternally, patting my hand, "Dr. Cullen is not a mean person; he really isn't. He's not like this usually but I noticed his change in behavior. He's in love with you, sweetie. Do you not think I don't see the way he looks at you?"

"How does he look at me?" I asked, my anger dissolving. "I've never noticed it."

"When you're working," said Jackie, lowering her voice in a gossipy tone, "I see Dr. Cullen staring at you with a look in his eye I've never seen before. The way he looks at you like he wants to jump in front of a bullet for you. He's in love with you, dear."

I felt my heart skip a beat and I flushed. Dr. Cullen was truly attractive but why would he love me? I didn't know what to say or how to react.

Finally I spoke, "I really can't. I have to get back to work." I stood up anxiously and quickly and basically ran from the lunch room.

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I went into Dr. Cullen's office to busy myself with paperwork because I needed to busy my shaky hands with something. When Dr. Cullen himself entered, I didn't even look up at him but I could feel him staring at me. I kept my face neutral when I looked up at him but his gaze was apologetic. Honestly, I didn't want any of his crap right now so I basically ignored him.

"Melinda," my name sounded so beautiful coming from his lips, "you know we're going to have to amend sooner or later. Talk to me." I felt his cold fingertips brush my arm and my body reacted like I got electrocuted.

"Why should I talk to you, Dr. Cullen?" I asked casually as I did my work.

Before I could write on the paper a bit more, I felt his cold hand enclose over mine and he yanked me into a standing position. He looked uncharacteristically mad but I merely gave him a flighty glare. If we weren't so mad, there would be sexual tension between the two of us. I stood on my tip toes to glare him down like I did that morning but failed miserably because he trapped my shoulders in his strong hands.

"Let go of me," I snapped, wrestling against his strong grasp.

"Not until I have my say," said Dr. Cullen, sounding tired and stressed but honestly I didn't care what was wrong with him. "I'm sorry I'm being so mean to you. You don't know how much you…intoxicate me. You're so pretty and innocent and it's so hard to resist…"

Unable to take it anymore, I just placed both hands on his face and pressed my lips to his cold ones.

(Carlisle POV)

I was expecting anger or yelling but nothing compared to her kissing me. Her lips were warm and soft and I should have pushed her away but I just couldn't. Her scent intensified my feelings for her so instead I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled off the ground so I could hold her. I should have stopped the kiss but it felt too nice. Her soft gasps made me feel that fire of desire well up again and it diminished my remorseful thoughts.

Suddenly, as if waking from a dream, Melinda pulled back away from me and began crying like she was struck or something. The tears that fell from her eyes made the remorse return because I knew I caused them. I lightly placed her back on the ground and wiped her eyes as gently as I could but she flinched like I slapped her. Her brown eyes glowed with tears and her lips trembled relentlessly. To comfort her, I pulled her into a tight embrace and rubbed her back soothingly.

"I'm s-so sorry," she gasped, pulling away from me. Before I could say anything, she ran out of my office sobbing.

I sat down at my desk and ran my fingers through my hair. Now I've done it, I really confused the poor girl who I shouldn't have kissed. My desires for her actually made me want her more. Her scent was so strong when I kissed her and I wanted to bite her but I resisted against it. But now I broke her. My poor, broken girl.

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Once I arrived home, I sat down on one of the many couches in the house and closed my eyes, bending my head as if in prayer. I didn't get a welcoming from the others because they knew when I wanted to be alone but it felt better because I needed to think. Beautiful Melinda flooded my mind and I could almost see her smiling at me. I could smell her lovely scented hair, could feel her sweet body up against mine, and could taste her lips. It was a sinful desire but I wanted her like how Edward wanted Bella, like how Adam wanted Eve. Maybe, I thought, love like this is the best.

A/N: Sorry if it was short! The next one will be better! Just saw Breaking Dawn! Ah-mazing! Please read and review~