A/N: I do not own anything

Sorry this update is up late, a lot has gone on this week.

Congrats to my BFF, she gave birth to a healthy Baby Girl this week, my friend Penquinn had her birthday too, and then my Internet was down for a while.

I hope you like this chapter and I will be getting Edward's Sunday up soon.

btw, the email addresses in this chapter are fakes, do not attempt to write them.

Chapter 10

BPOV – Sunday

His eyes gazed at my lips as I quickly licked them. The immense sense of anticipation we both felt was making my blood boil with lust and any minute I was going to give in and take what I wanted. I stared back into his bright green eyes and completely lost myself. It was too much to hold back and I lunged myself at him. The sex-crazed animal within me was unleashed.

I crushed my lips hard against his, feeling our teeth hit together through our flesh. His hands held me around the waist and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. As I continued to deepen my kiss, he groaned and it fueled me on more. I opened my mouth a little, and sucked on his bottom lip hard hearing him moan as I nipped at him. I slid my tongue across his still closed mouth, and then he granted me entrance and was intoxicated with him even more.

Our tongues tangled together and his hands flew to the back of my head, gripping onto my hair, pressing me closer as he feverishly darted his tongue in and out of my mouth. When we broke apart to catch our breath, my head flew back as assaulted my neck with deep, passionate kisses. His trail followed down my collarbone where he nibbled and made me moan aloud in pleasure. His hand slipped down from my hair to the front of my shirt where he started to unbutton it and the exposure to the open caused my nipples to harden with pleasure.

"Please, more." I cried as his lips kissed my skin down to my chest where he grazed his hands against my bare breasts.

His voice was low "Mmmm. So sweet." He slipped his face lower and took my nipple in his mouth and sucked hard.

I griped him harder in my hands, digging my fingernails into his shoulders.

"I want you Isabella, I want you now." He growled.

I lost it all then; all my inhibition, my sense of self preservation. "Take me Edward. Take me now, I'm yours." I felt his wicked smile on my skin as he continued to nibble on it.

He kissed me lower and lower on my body. His mouth felt so good that I was already close to my peak and he hadn't even entered me yet. His touch left me burning not only on my exterior, but on the inside as well. All my nerve endings where aflame and the further down he went the more I was getting closer to climaxing. I saw his head of messy bronze hair hovering over my lower body, when he looked up into my eyes, staring deeply.

"I need you." Was all he said and my eyes rolled back, his words sending me over the edge. I started to see a light overtake my vision, and it grew brighter and brighter. Soon it was too bright and my head was in serious pain.

It was Sunday morning and the damn sun was hitting my face through the blinds of my dorm room window and my head was pounding as my eyelids finally started to open without my permission.

"Ugh…" I groaned.

Dear God, why did I drink so much last night? I hadn't felt that intoxicated when I came home, when I was in the bath or during my phone conversation with Jacob. Maybe the rush of meeting my Adonis of a mentor masked it all. But here I was with my tongue dry as sandpaper, eyes burning, head pounding and spinning at the same time, and now my stomach was feeling queasy.

"I'm gonna be sick."

I put my hand over my mouth and ran to the toilet as fast as I could, making it there with little difficulty.

It was a good thing I didn't eat so much last night.

When I finished, I flushed the bowl and picked myself off of the floor. My body ached all over.

"Ugh." I said again as I looked in the mirror at the haystack on my head. I must have been tossing and turning a lot after I feel asleep. Well, with a dream like I had just woken from, I was positive I was tossing around a lot.

I brushed my teeth twice and swished some mouth wash which I spat it out in the sink.

Much better.

I figured that taking a shower would be the best way to de-tangle my hair so I quickly rinsed off and conditioned my hair twice for good measure.

I stepped out when I was finished, dried myself off and combed my tangles before I got dressed in my favorite jeans and white tank with a loose plaid shirt I took from Charlie's closet before I left. I helped myself to a few pieces of bread to soak up any remaining alcohol in my body and downed at least two large bottles of water with an aspirin chaser before I decided to check my email.

I had a few emails in my inbox. Two from Charlie, Jake even sent me an email which asked how my flight was that he sent before we spoke last night, and Sue Clearwater sent me an email as well. I deleted all the junk mail and then I saw one addressed to me from a University of Chicago email address. I opened it to read since it was marked as urgent.

To: "Mike Newton" (HikerLvr4Reels ); "Eric Yorkie" (SuaveTechi2001 ); "Tyler Crowley" (Fight4CrowleyGirli ); "Alice Brandon" (1986fashionPiXi ); "Isabella Swan" (ForksSwanSong913 )

CC: "Ben Cheney" (BCheney .edu), "E. Cullen" (EACullen .edu)

From: "Angela Webber-Cheney" (AWebber .edu)

Subj: Research Team Meeting – Urgent

Attached: BellaItaliaMenu .doc

To Our New Research Team,

Welcome to the start of a brand new semester. I hope that all of you had a wonderful summer and are ready for this next year ahead of you. Dr. Cullen, Ben and I would like to thank you once again for being a part of this year's hypnosis research team. We hope that all of you are as excited as we are to get started and begin to gather data for the research soon.

At this time, we have scheduled our first team meeting of the year for this Monday at noon in Lab 231 in the Behavioral Sciences Building. This is just an introductory meeting so that we can meet all the members of the team since everyone is finally here and go over the expectations and purpose of the research together. There will also be a quick tour of the lab to familiarize you all with the equipment and computers that will be used during the experiments and research.

If there has been any changes to your weekly availability, we ask that you please bring those with you to the meeting since Dr. Cullen and I will begin to draw out training and work schedules for everyone this week.

Also, remember to bring paper and writing tools to take notes to this meeting. Expect tomorrow's meeting to last from 2-3 hours and lunch will be provided. Please take a look at the menu attached to make your selection and send in your order as a reply by 9pm tonight (Sunday).

If you have any questions, please feel free to contact Dr. Cullen, Ben Cheney or myself and we will be happy to assist.

We all look forward to seeing every one of you soon.

Angela Webber-Cheney

MA, Neuroscience

University of Chicago

AWebber .edu

(877)555-2343

I opened the attached menu, and even though my stomach was still a bit unsettled from before, the Italian food listed did sound rather tasty. I quickly picked the mushroom ravioli and sent it as a reply to Angela's email and took another slice of bread to chew on. When I closed out of the browser, my stomach lurched again, but for a different reason then the effects of the alcohol I consumed last night. The man that starred in the most sensual and realistic dream of my entire existence would be in the lab at that meeting. I was seeing Dr. Cullen tomorrow.

I sat in my chair for a while thinking about our brief introduction last night, and how much he affected me. It was not appropriate for me to have the thoughts I did towards him. He was my mentor and was the person in charge of my fellowship, so he was technically my boss, it wasn't right. I shook my head free of the images of me straddling him in an office chair I imagined as his and took another bottle of water out from my fridge while looking around my room.

Before I left Forks, Charlie had told me he was willing to help pay for things I would need that couldn't bring with me on the plane. I could use the credit card I had with me and send him the statements so he could reimburse me . One of those items was a television. I never watched a lot back in Washington, but I thought having ESPN on in the background as I did my studying would help me not be homesick so much. Also, I was supposed to save the money I was given as an allowance through the Cullen Fellowship to help me buy a car out here since I couldn't bring my old truck. It wasn't in the best of shape, and I knew it would have never made the journey all the way out to Chicago in one piece. I told Charlie to find someone to buy it and when he did, to send me the money so I could buy a used car out here.

Besides a TV and a car, I was still in need of a few other items, so I started to make a shopping list. When I finished writing it all down, there was quite a few things I needed but I was sure that I wouldn't be able to carry most of it without someone else's help or vehicle. There were only two people who I had phone number for that lived in Chicago, so I decided to try and see if Alice would like to help me out again, she did ask that I talk with her today about last night, I figured I could do that as we picked up the items I needed. I opened the contact list of my cell phone and hit the send button when I found her name.

After the third ring, "Hel-lo?" her voice sang.

"Hi, Alice? It's Bella Swan, you played Barbie with me yesterday?"

"Bella!!! How are you? Did you have a good time last night? Did they like your dress? I want details! Tell me, tell me, tell me!" I could practically hear her jumping up and down over the phone.

"Last night was pretty good. Uh, Alice? I was wondering if I could ask for a favor from you today." I hated asking anyone for anything. I felt bad when I did.

"As long as it's not to give you my first born child, go ahead and ask."

I laughed, "Well, there are a few more things I need to pick up today for my room, and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind going with me. It involves shopping and I promise to talk about last night's dinner." I was hoping she would say yes.

"Sure thing, just say the word shopping and I'm there! When do you need to go?"

"I can be ready in ten minutes."

I heard the sound of her rummaging through her room for something. "Sure, I'll be right over." She hung up before I could say goodbye.

I was just pulling my hair back into a ponytail when I heard the rapid tapping of Alice on my door.

When I opened it, the smile she was wearing fell and she looked me over from head to toe.

"What are you wearing?" She sounded offended.

I gave myself a once over to make sure there weren't any stains or large holes in my clothing. "What? I used to wear this all the time in Forks, most of my clothes are like this." I bit my lip feeling a bit out of place all of a sudden.

Alice just rolled her eyes. "I guess that's fine for now. But hear me out, you. I will get you out of those logger clothes and into some style soon. It's my duty as your friend to make sure you look hot." She took my arm and pulled me out of my room and waited for me to lock up.

"What do we need to get today, besides a new wardrobe for you?" I rolled my eyes as she bumped her hip against my side which made me almost lose balance.

I pulled out my list that was in my purse and unfolded it. "Let's see. I need a television, a land-line phone, an iron and ironing board, a room fan, a dozen or so note books, some binders, pens and pencils, highlighters, some lamps and I wanted to pick up a plant to put by my window. We don't need to get all of that today, but it's just a few things I noticed I was missing." She nodded and said she was going to pick up a few things too. "Oh and I need local newspaper for the classified section."

"Why do you need to look and the classifieds?"

We both stepped off the elevator and made our way to the front doors. Tanya was sitting behind the desk smacking her gum and looking intently at the computer like she did yesterday. I picked up my pace to reach the exit faster.

I kept my voice low as I told Alice I was saving up to buy a used car once my truck was sold. She told me to check the school newspaper when the semester started because they would occasionally have ads for cars placed by students and faculty members that were usually pretty good deals.

We got in Alice's Porsche and she drove us to Target that was a few blocks away from campus and would have most of what I needed. When she locked up her car, I got a shopping cart and followed her to electronics. The TV would take the longest to pick out.

There were rows and rows of TVs, flat screens, plasma, LCD, large, small and everything else in between.

"Ok, I just need a basic television where I will be able to have some kind of sports on in the background as I study." I told my pixie friend.

A few moments later, Alice was balancing a large box in her hands trying to get it in the cart.

"This is perfect for you. It has a DVD/VHS player built in so you can play videos from the library, it also has picture-in-picture and a whole bunch of fun stuff."

"Um, I don't think I can afford that Alice."

"Sure you can, it was on clearance, and you cannot pass on that deal." She pointed to the price tag on the shelf, and I agreed, it was a pretty good deal, so I just nodded allowing her to put it in the cart. We picked out a phone for my room and then made our way to the house wares section.

"So, you said you would tell me about last night. How did it go?" She was checking out some paintings and framed posters that were close by.

"It was alright. I was so nervous, I only knew one person there, and that was just because he was the one that picked me up from the airport."

"He was the one that drove you there last night, right?" I nodded. "Was he hot? I bet he was. He probably was drooling at you in that dress when you got in the car." She giggled while I blushed.

"He's not that bad to look at." Jasper was rather attractive, and his southern charm was adorable. "He did say I look 'purty'." Alice giggled again and put a poster in the cart. "It was very nice of him to keep me company. He hardly left me alone which was somewhat comforting. I have a hard time meeting a lot of new people at one time." I admitted.

"Did you meet Dr. Carlisle Cullen and his wife? I've always wanted to meet them. He's sort of famous on Campus, with being a large benifactor to many programs." we moved to the next aisle where the lamps were.

"Yes, they are so nice and warm. Not what I had expected, which was a good thing. Esme even lent me a book from their library when she took me on a tour of the estate."

I was looking at a set of three different sized lamps when I was taken off guard by Alice's next question.

"Did you get a chance to meet Dr. Edward Cullen too?" She played with an antique looking lamp that had a rodeo horse as the base.

"Um yes. Yes I did. He was really… Nice. We talked for a little bit." My face flushed again as I picked up the lamp set and put it in the cart that was almost full already.

"He's gorgeous, isn't he. A bit too quiet and shy for me, but very sexy especially for an older man. Hell I would take him if I was given the chance. It's a shame he's faculty and I'm a student." My mouth slightly opened in shock at her comment.

"He's a nice looking man." I swallowed hard and started to push the cart away.

"What's wrong?" Alice stood next to me, her hand on my back trying to comfort me.

"I… I just kind of embarrassed myself in front of him last night is all. I had a bit too much to drink because I was nervous to be there and fell a lot, being the klutz that I am. He probably thinks I'm a drunken idiot and should have never been given the fellowship." I bit my lip, thinking of the multiple times I fell last night, especiailly on Dr. Cullen himself.

" I bet he doesn't. He was probably as intoxicated too. From what I hear he hates to be around a lot of people as well, and is known to avoid them or just drink a lot. But that's just something I've heard."

I didn't believe Alice when she said that Edward Cullen was quiet and shy before, and now I seriously thought people were making up too many lies about him. Dr, Cullen was not like that at all when we met last night. He was nice and I thought friendly. He spoke to me just fine, making me a speechless and a bumbling, rambling idiot. He didn't appear to be intoxicated from what I could tell because he never stumbled when I fell into his warm comforting arms after he shot me that leg weakening smile of his. Just thinking of that smile now made me warm all over and I sighed heavily.

"Hello??? Earth to Bella. Are you there?" Alice's hands waved in front of my eyes and I heard her musical laugh.

I noticed I was standing in the middle of the aisle and other customer were grumbling complaints as they walked around me.

"Oh, sorry. Spaced out a moment." I quickly started to walk again.

"Did something else happen last night that you aren't telling me?"

"No, nothing. Just had a great dinner, too much alcohol, and almost fell out of my dress in front of the man I will be working with for the next three years."

"Ha! I bet Dr. Cullen liked that."

I was so embarrassed I had let that slip. Damn it Bella! Watch what you say around people. Stupid word vomit.

"I was so mortified. I can just imagine him regretting giving me fellowship because of my behavior."

We had made our way to office supplies and the cart was so full of items when we were finished, it was hard to see over it as we made our way to the checkout counter.

Thankfully we were able to get everything in Alice's car and we agreed to have a quick lunch at a café near campus before heading back.

She ordered a grilled chicken honey mustard salad and I asked for a burger and fries. While we waited for our food we took turns asking about each other's life. Alice was from New York, only daughter of a Wall Street broker and a well know interior designer. She didn't have a lot of friends growing up and spent most of her time with her mother or with her nanny that would take her shopping quite often. She decided to attend the University of Chicago to study marketing and added psychology as a second major after taking a few courses for some of her prerequisites. Last year she took Dr. Cullen's Developmental Psychology class and he had asked her to join his research team which she happily agreed to take. He was her favorite professor, and not because of his looks. She was a resident advisor like me, only she was in the all-female hall next to mine. We had a meeting tomorrow morning with all the resident hall directors and she told me that we could sit together then, which I agreed to.

When the food arrived, I told Alice more about my life between bites of food. About my father raising me after my mother had passed, Jake and I growing up and how we had dated and were engaged for a week before we both decided to just be friends. She asked if I had a picture of him and I opened my cell phone to show her one I had of him that I took on the Fourth of July, his mouth stuffed with a hot dog.

"That's hot." she chuckled and handed me back the phone.

I told her about me decision to come back to school and get my Master's in Neuropsychology and the work I did at the counseling centers. The conversation was easy between us and I was having a really good time in her company. I never had any real girl friends growing up since I usually hung out with Jake and the rest of the La Push boys. Alice was truly my first girl friend, and I liked that.

When we got back into the car to get back to campus, Alice asked me if I was thinking about asking Jasper out.

"I don't think so Alice. He's nice and attractive and all, but I still new to being single, also I just moved here and have a lot of work in store for me with school and all. I wouldn't have enough time to date. I think maybe we'll go out just as friends when there is time, but nothing more than that." The entire time I said this I was picturing Edward. Hugging him, kissing him, being alone with him and never letting go. "I need to focus on me right now." I shook my head trying to clear it. Alice huffed in disappointment but dropped the topic.

When we had unloaded her car and set up everything in my room, It was almost 5pm. I was a little tired, but mostly I was wound up. I was anxious about tomorrow and worried about seeing him again. Alice asked me what I was doing for dinner tonight and I told her I was just going to make a sandwich and go to bed early. She reminded me to meet up with her before the RA meeting tomorrow morning and said goodnight before she left.

After I ate my turkey sandwich, I laid down on top of my bed and stared at the ceiling. Thinking about all that had happened in the last few days. I had traveled across most of the country and was in a strange and new beautiful city. I had made two new friends already and was happy that I wouldn't have to worry about not making any. I was attending one of the best Master's program for neuropsychology in the states, and would be involved in a fascinating research experiment in hypnosis with one the world renowned neuropsychology, Dr. Edward Cullen.

It seemed like evey time I did or said anything today, I would think of him and our brief time from the previous night and when I would, my mind would be thrown in a sea of images of him.

I turned my head to look at my alarm clock as it glowed 6:22pm and saw the copy of Pride and Prejudice Esme Cullen had lent to me. The one I had misplaced. The book that Edward Cullen had found and handed to me after I had run him over. The reason we final met the way we did. My stomach flipped.

I needed to get out of the room at that moment. I needed to clear my head for an extended amount of time. I stood up and quickly took out my jogging clothes. Although I was a clumsy a majority of the time, jogging never seemed to be affected and it would always help me when I needed a distraction. I slipped into my sports bra, a fitted tank and my running capri pants. I laced up my running shoes, put my iPod in my runner's arm cuff and fixed my pony tail before I locked up my room and took the flight of stairs to warm up. When I got outside I stretched a little and put the ear buds in place.

Although I was still not familiar with the campus, I decided to stick to jogging around the perimeter, knowing that I would probably not get lost by just following the my way around the buildings. I made it to the sidewalk by the campus main entrance I had recognized from the times I had driven through with Alice and Jasper. The surface of the walk was fairly flat as my feet hit the cement with each step. I focused on staring straight ahead of me and the beat of the music on my playlist, matching my strides to it.

I reached the first corner and turned right again. The jog was very helpful. I thought of nothing most of the time, which was a godsend.

Every once and a while I would look up at the structures I passed, my jaw open in wonder. Jasper was right, they were truly exquisite to look at. It surprised me that I only had one close call of eating it when I tripped over crack in the cement halfway around the circuit. I was almost an hour later and I was approaching the main entrance again. My jog had done what I wanted it to do. It took my mind off him. I smiled and turned my iPod to slower music as I slowed into a light walk when I was almost at the entrance.

I turned into the campus and began to walk back to my hall. The sun was setting and the lights around campus where starting to turn on. My residence hall was across the street as I made it to the crosswalk nearby. A silver car pulled up to the stop sign and waited for me to cross then. I noticed it was a nice car too.

During my time with Jacob I had come to appreciate cars more. It was only natural since Jake spent a majority of his time talking about what came into the shop daily. Occasionally we would go to car shows in the Seattle area and he taught me a lot about engines and I was well versed in how to take care of myself if my truck ever decided to break down on me. Because of this, I would always take my time looking at cars I found to be attractive. I looked at the make of the car that was waiting for me now, a Volvo C30. It looked like a fairly new year model. As I was getting closer to being in front of the car at the crosswalk I looked over some more of the details I could make. I wouldn't mind owning one myself someday, but I could never afford it. I was just about to look back to my hall to finish crossing when a flash of a familiar crooked smile behind the steering wheel caused me to stumble a little then freeze in the middle of the road.

Dr. Edward Cullen was the driver. I stared dumbly at him and saw him chuckle and give a slight wave at me. I felt numb all over and quickly realized that I probably looked like my brain dropped out of my head. Which it had, figuratively. Snapping out of the trance his smile put me in, I gave a wave back and bolted out of the road and ran the entire way up the front stairs of my building, through the lobby, passing the elevator and taking the stairs as fast as I could. I hurriedly opened the door to my room and flung myself onto my bed. I pulled a pillow over my face and screamed in frustration. My little jog that I thought would help turned out to make things even more complicated.

There were a few things that were very clear in my mind at that moment. One, my attraction to Dr. Cullen was so strong it let me unable to think when I was even close to him. Two, I would be forced to spend a lot of time in his presence since I was on his research team and would be his TA. Third, I would never be able to pursue anything with him because of his position on campus. And Finally, not being able to do so with the feelings I had for him was complete and utter torture.

It was times like these I wish I could talk to my mother. When I was younger, she would always help me with anything, giving me advice with a hug and a kiss on my head to make me feel better. In my young eyes it always seemed that she could do anything in the world, even solve world hunger. She was the best thing that this world had to offer for me. After she passed away, it was hard for me to open up fully to anyone. Even though Jake was my best friend, I could never tell him everything and Charlie and I never really had deep conversations unless it was about baseball.

Having no one to talk to about these types of situations, I kept a journal that I would write in that kept all of my thoughts, concerns, my fears, and my hopes. I wrote in it when I needed to, but I would always write like I would if I was writing to my mother. It was silly, but it would always soothed me once I finished.

I got up from my bed and took the journal that I had since junior high off the bookshelf and started to write.

Mom,

I really need you today. I am so confused and lost that I wish you were here with your guidance. I made it to Chicago yesterday. I finally made the move to do something for me. Charlie is sad that I had to go so far, but I know that he understands that this is good for me. I know you would be proud too, all my hard work in high school and college paid off and I have the opportunity of a lifetime. It's so beautiful here, you would love it.

I made two friends so far. My very first day, in fact. Jasper Hale is a architect from Texas, he's new to Chicago like me. I know you would appreciate his southern drawl, it makes me laugh every time he talks. He helped pick me up from the airport and took me to the department dinner. He was such a gentleman and I look forward to his company in the future. My other new friend, Alice Brandon is something else, but I do mean that in the best possible way. She loves to shop and is so full energy that it rubs off on me. She's the first real girl friend I have made, and it feels nice. I'll be working with her on the research team along with attending RA meetings together. Maybe she can come to Forks one holiday, I think she'll scare the crap out of Charlie with her persoballity, they are polar opposites it's rather humorous.

I'm excited to start my work with the hypnosis research I told you about, but I am also very confused which is why I wish you could be here to help with your advice. The man in charge of the program, Dr. Edward Cullen, is very smart man. I met him last night at the dinner and he was very nice to me, even though I was a complete and utter fool around him. See, Mom, there is something about him that affects me. I have never met anyone like him. There are feelings I have that I cannot recognize every time I see him. I can't breathe, my heart pounds and my mind goes completely blank of all intellectual thought. I don't know what to do, and it scares me. I have to work with him several times during the week and in the lab for the next few years, and I don't know if I can handle it. He's my mentor for my thesis, and when I can process any information in my brain, all I want to do is kiss him. I know I can't because it would not be professional, but I keep thinking about it. I just wish you were here mom. I know you would help me and would tell me everything will be fine.

There is a meeting tomorrow with the entire research team, including Dr. Cullen. When it is done, I promise to write you and let you know how it went.

I love you mom, and miss you more each day.

Bella

I closed my journal and wiped the tears that streaked my face when I finished writing. After I put my journal away, I took a long shower and quickly got ready for bed. It was around 9pm when I was under the covers in the dark, unable to fall asleep just yet. I stared at the ceiling some more as if it held the solution to my situation, but was left with disappointment. I was praying that I would make it through tomorrow with little difficulty. I shut my eyes unwillingly and drifted off to sleep, unfortunately meeting Edward in my dreams again.