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CHAPTER 2

September 14, 2010 ~

My head was pounding when I woke up the next morning; it literally felt like someone was in there with a damn jackhammer, hammering away, every pound silently saying, That'll teach ya! I knew better then to drink Tequila. I knew what it did to me the next day … what it did to me in the now, and yet I threw back I don't even know how many shots.

Idiot!

Rolling over, I slowly opened my eyes and searched the unfamiliar room, quickly realizing I was lying naked when I felt the slight discomfort between my legs.

Sitting up slightly, I cringed at the sharp pain that shot through my left eye before focusing on the room surrounding me. I did a quick room search for my clothes, and that's when I spotted the two-carat diamond and platinum wedding band on my finger.

I got married?

Bits and pieces of the night started flashing before my eyes, and I couldn't help the silly smile that covered my face. Despite the headache, I couldn't be happier.

Slowly, I climbed out of the bed, wrapping the sheet around myself as I bent to pick up my clothes.

"Good morning, Mrs. Cullen." Edward pulled me up into his arms, his glorious mouth purposely drawing out the 'Mrs. Cullen' part. Once again, I couldn't help the silly smile that quickly returned to my face.

"Mmm," I breathed happily, laying my head back on his bare chest. "Good morning."

"Why are you getting dressed?" Edward asked pulling the underwear from my hands. "Didn't I tell you I was going to ravish you again this morning?"

"Sorry, I was a little, um, nervous?" I explained sheepishly. "When I woke up naked and alone."

"You don't remember?" he asked hesitantly.

"Oh, no, I remember," I said turning around in his arms. "I just wasn't sure I remembered correctly."

"Oh." He smiled a brilliant smile before pressing his lips gently against mine. "Sorry I left you …. I tried to wait until you woke up, but I really needed to piss."

"No apologies necessary." I smiled, placing a quick kiss on his lips. "So, um … no regrets?"

"No regrets," he answered with another kiss. "You?"

I shook my head; I really had no regrets, questions, yes. "No regrets." I kissed him again, and he quickly deepened it, effectively bringing my attention back to him … away from the large elephant in the room.

How was this even possible? How did he marry me when he was still technically married to her?

He brought his hands down to cup my ass, pulling me flush against his growing erection. "Bella," he moaned breaking the kiss. "God, baby … I don't think I will ever tire of you."

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I answered, "Good. 'Cause I know I won't of you." I placed another kiss on his lips, and then gently sucked on his bottom lip, making Edward groan in my mouth.

I knew I should be asking questions, but I was going to enjoy my newfound happiness for as long as I possibly could.

Deepening the kiss, he pulled the sheet from my body, causing my breath to hitch a bit. He wrapped his hands around the back of my thighs, lifting me so I could wrap my legs around his waist, and carried me to the bed. Quickly, he removed his boxers and joined me on the bed.

Crashing his lips against mine, he began stroking his fingers between my already wet folds. I was a whimpering mess of need already, and he'd barely even begun touching me.

Trailing his mouth down my neck to my breast, he took a nipple into his mouth, biting down gently. My whimpers were quickly replaced with moans when he shoved his fingers into me, his mouth continuing the assault on my breast.

I groaned when his thumb started circling my clit. "Edward, oh, God … I'm gonna …" And I came. Hard.

Edward didn't waste any time positioning himself between my legs, bringing his lips back to mine as he slowly pushed into me. I whimpered as he buried himself deep within me.

"Fuck!" he panted. "You're always so damn tight!"

Edward began to pick up his pace, and I moaned. "Oh … God!" He was thrusting harder and faster, his mouth paying homage to my breast, again. I could feel my release slowly building in my stomach as I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.

Pulling away from my breast, Edward pushed my knees up to my chest, which in turn made him stroke new and exciting places. I knew I wasn't going to last long.

"Fuck!" Edward grunted. "Come for me, baby." He started rubbing his thumb vigorously over my clit and I came, screaming out his name as his seed emptied deep inside me.

Edward collapsed to my side, pulling me into his arms. "God, baby," he laughed. "You are definitely going to be the death of me."

I giggled. "Yeah, but what a way to go."

Edward chuckled, placing a kiss on my nose. "This is true." Glancing at the clock he sighed. "We should probably get going …. What time was Angela expecting you?"

"Around noon." I pouted.

He kissed me on the lips and then sat up. "Well, up and at 'em then, my love."

"Shouldn't you be trying to keep me in bed, instead of rushing me out of it?" I smirked sitting up. "I obviously didn't do something right last night … or this morning—"

"Oh, stop," he snorted sitting up. "You know full well you do everything perfectly … unfortunately, we have more pressing obligations …. Now, get up." He pressed his lips to mine again and then climbed out of bed, taking the blankets with him.

"Fine." I pouted getting up. "But remember this when you're trying to get some tonight."

"And so it begins," he laughed, as I headed for the bathroom. "We haven't even been married a day and you're already cutting me off."

"Damn straight," I giggled closing the bathroom door behind me.

I climbed into the shower and let the water trail down my body as I thought back over the last few years and then about last night. Was he finally holding up his end of the deal? Were we finally going to get our happily ever after?

"Explain to me again why you insisted on getting a hotel room?" I grumped exiting the bathroom. Edward insisted on getting a suite for us to stay in last night. I personally thought it was crazy considering he paid quite a chunk of change for the condominium I lived in.

"Because I wanted your birthday to be special."

"And it couldn't be special in our bed?"

"Oh, it's always special in our bed …. I thought you'd enjoy a night away."

I moved to sit on his lap. "I definitely enjoyed it, Edward. I would have enjoyed it more had I thought to bring clean clothes, though."

"We can make a stop at home first—"

I shook my head. "No, its fine. But thanks."

"Mhmm, so are you ready to go then?" he asked, patting my thigh, signaling for me to get up.

I jumped up, nodding. "Yup."

I grabbed the bag that had my wedding dress in it, along with my purse and then slid on my shoes. I jumped a bit when Edward wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him.

"Is the car at the club?" he asked, kissing my temple.

"Um, no?"

Why would the car be at the club?

"Because you drove it there?"

Apparently, I said that aloud.

I turned around in his arms. "I took a cab. I didn't see any reason to drive it there …. You always rent one?"

Edward eyed me skeptically for a second. "You're always complaining about me renting one when I technically own yours …. I decided to avoid that fight—"

"It's not a fight," I interrupted. "It's just a disagreement … but, nonetheless, you didn't tell me you weren't renting a car, so I just assumed you were …. We'll just take a cab home and get the car." I shrugged. "No big deal."

He kissed my lips, and then released me. He grabbed his luggage, my hand and we exited the hotel suite. It wasn't difficult hailing a taxi, and before long, we were pulling up in front of our condo. I decided that since we were already there, I might as well run in and change my clothes. I opted for a pair of dark blue jean capri's and a red tank top.

I climbed into the passenger side of my BMW, pulling on my seatbelt as Edward reversed out of the garage. The ride was silent as I sat pondering the development in our relationship; what this would mean for me—for us. How could we make this work? What would she have to say about this? Doesn't this mean she is out of the picture? She would have to be in order for this to be legal … shit, this is legal right?! I'm not going to get arrested for bigamy am I?

We arrived at Ben and Angela's about ten minutes later.

"Sorry we're late," I apologized, walking in the door that opened into the living room.

Angela smiled, walking out of the bedroom. "No biggy. I told you to get here whenever; you're the one that said noon …. What's up Edw—"

"Daddy!" Addison screamed interrupting Angela. I watched as my daughter hauled ass across the room to get to her father.

"Addie," Edward cooed, pulling our daughter into his arms.

"I miss ooh," Addison cried into her father's neck. I couldn't help the warm feeling the crept through my body when I looked at the ring on my finger, remembering what Edward had said last night.

"I missed you, too, baby girl," Edward whispered as he held her tight against him. "But guess what?"

"Wha?" She smiled sitting back to look at Edward's face.

"We're not gonna have to spend any more time apart, baby girl …. You and Momma are gonna live with Daddy, now."

Angela and Ben's eyes flashed up to me, and I looked to Edward, to Addison, and then back to Angela and Ben.

"Weally?" Addison asked, pure excitement showing on her face as she bounced around in her father's arms.

"Really, baby girl," Edward assured, kissing Addison on her forehead.

Angela was staring at me, silently waiting for me to elaborate on the newest turn of events.

"Yeah, um …" I glanced back to Edward, again, briefly wondering whether I should tell my friends about what occurred last night. "We actually … um, got married last night?"

"WHAT?!" Angela yelled looking to Edward then to me. "Oh my God, this is the best news you've told me in a very long time, girl …. I'm so happy for you!" She turned to look at Edward. "It's about damn time! Jesus!"

Edward laughed putting Addison down. "Hey, I know it, alright? But my reasons were logical ..."

"We're all just going to agree to disagree on this one, Edward." Angela smiled, but I knew she didn't at all agree with Edward on that one.

Edward didn't say anything as he glanced to me and then to Ben, nervously.

"So, are you going to Boston then?" Angela asked breaking the awkwardness, kinda.

I looked to Edward on this one. I assumed that's where we'd be living, at least for the time being, but I couldn't be sure. I knew Edward had obligations in Boston, and I only hoped he was planning on taking the two of us with him … otherwise he just lied to our two year old, as well as myself when he said we weren't going to be apart any longer.

"Um, at least for the time being?" Edward answered a bit hesitantly. "I can't just up and leave, I—"

"Edward," I interrupted. "I get it. I just wasn't sure …."

"I meant it when I said we weren't going to be apart anymore, Bella—"

"Daddy," Addison whined, pulling on Edward's pants. "I has cwacka?"

"Here, honey," Angela said, reaching for Addison's hand. "I'll get you a cracker."

I was suddenly very embarrassed. Edward and I were having what should have been a very private conversation between the two of us, in the middle of my long time friend and her husband's living room. As I said, embarrassed.

"Actually," I said finally finding my voice again. "Addie, we're gonna go. You can have crackers at home."

"Oh, its okay, Bella." Angela smiled reaching for a cupboard. "I'll put them in a plastic baggie and she can take them with her."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Thanks."

Ten minutes later, we were back in the BMW, heading home.

The story of Edward and I was very, very complicated …

We met about four years ago, and you know that whole saying, "it was love at first sight" well, that was Edward and I. The problem was he wasn't technically available to love me back. He was married. Newly married at that. I guess I should say he wasn't suppose to love me back, because he definitely fell in love with me. We tried to stay away from each other, we really did, but it was pointless … so I eventually became his dirty little secret. We dated for about a year before I got pregnant with Addison and that's when things took a turn. I couldn't actually work anymore … being pregnant and all …. So Edward made sure I was taken care of—over the top taken care of if you ask me, but whatever, Addie and I didn't need or want for anything and I was able to spend all of my time with our beautiful daughter.

We'd see each other as often as possible before Addison came along, but when we found out about her, everything changed. He started flying me to Boston a few times a month, and we'd sneak away for as long as he could pull it off. He'd come to Vegas as much as he could, but it wasn't nearly enough. I often asked—okay, wondered, because I never asked—why he didn't move Addison and me closer to him? He kind of explained it at one point, though I didn't really like his answer.

I hated being his dirty little secret, but I loved him more than anything and knew it was only for a little while … then Addison and I would get our happily ever after. I'm not saying it was easy, because knowing when he wasn't with us, he was with her really drove me insane. I don't even know how many times I ended it—yeah, that never worked—and don't even get me started on the amount of times my subconscious self decided it was time to out him … us ….

Tanya and Edward had known each other their entire lives—they were destined to be together as far as their families were concerned, and lucky for them, the two dated throughout high school and college—definitely on the path laid before them. About two years after they graduated college Tanya approached the subject of her trust fund with Edward. It stated the funds would be dispersed in one million increments yearly, or in one lump sum on her fifth wedding anniversary. Tanya hated the terms of her trust, and Edward said he was already considering asking her to marry him, so he figured what the heck? They were in love and he didn't see any reason to wait, so they sat down and discussed a pre-nup—he said there was no way he was going into a marriage without protecting himself—he had too much to lose.

They agreed that if Edward decided to end the marriage at any point, for any reason, before the five-year mark that he would have to pay Tanya the amount of the trust plus two million for each year, they were married. If Tanya chose to leave during that first five years, she left with nothing. If they divorced after the five-year mark then Tanya would walk away with her money and Edward would walk away with his, never exchanging a dime. So, they signed the pre-nup and started their happy lives together—a year later, I came into the picture.

"Edward," I murmured, snuggling into his side as he sat on the couch watching the nightly news. We had just gotten Addison down for the night and I figured it was time to ask the question I'd been dying to ask all day.

"Yes, my love." He smiled, pressing a kiss to my lips. I happily returned it, but refused to let us get off track this time. I needed answers and I needed them now.

"How is this even possible?" I asked, gently fingering the platinum band that circled his ring finger. I didn't look at him; I just kept my eyes fixated on his ring, occasionally glancing at the large diamond on my left hand.

"Bella," he breathed, gently lifting my face to look at him. "I filed for a divorce nearly two months ago ..." I gasped, but he didn't give me a chance to say anything. "I was going to tell you the last time I was here, but …" He shook his head; I assume remembering the not so great memories of the last time we were together.

I nodded, not needing him to explain. I knew why he didn't tell me … I wouldn't have told me either. Not after what I told him. I was lucky he was there at all, lucky we were sitting there together, let alone as husband and wife.

"I'm sorry, Edward," I cried, not even realizing I was until I felt the tear hit my cheek. "So sorry …."

"Baby," he whispered, wiping my tears away before pressing a kiss to my forehead. "I know why you did it …. I'm not saying it doesn't bother me, but I get it …. Which is why I'm here …. I know despite it all, this is where I'm meant to be. With you and our beautiful daughter …. I love you, Isabella Cullen."

I smiled, claiming his lips as my own. This kiss was needy, as I tried to relay how sorry I really was …. How much I really did love him. "I love you, too," I whispered against his lips when I finally needed a breath.

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't believe that were true."

**Author's Note**

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