A/N: Screw it! I won't do a song for every chapter, because that's how much of a lazy butt I am! I have neither the time, nor the patience to go through all of my songs to find one that fits. Please read A/N at the bottom.

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The Party Scene

"Jasper, man, I can't get her out of my head. She's like a goddess. She was so beautiful, and perfect, and mysterious…" I trailed off. Jasper started waving his hand in my face.

"Dude, get your head outta the clouds. She said next Sunday, right? So go after her then. Get her to tell you her name and tell you more about her. Oh, and Edward?"

"Yes, Jasper?" I asked as I stared at my best friend, staring to worry. Why would he say it with that tone? I was really scared now.

"Alice and I are coming with you next Sunday," he said with an evil grin.

"Well, technically, it was Saturday."

"Yes, but she said Sunday. That's what you told me."

"Okay, true, I went to the bar on Saturday, but I went home with her Sunday, and left Sunday, I had a great Sunday. Whatever," I grumbled.

"Stop saying Sunday! It's annoying!" my sister scolded as she walked over to our table, carrying three cups of coffee.

She got in and sat on Jasper's lap, ruffling his already messy blonde hair, and stared deeply into his blue eyes.

I was happy that my sister and best friend were so happy together, but I just didn't want to see it. It made me sick that I hadn't found that kind of happiness yet. Well, I did, it was with my mystery woman, but I didn't know when I would see her again, if ever.

I sighed, depressed that she had kicked me out. I didn't even get her number, much less her name. I stayed at her place, but I didn't even know her address. How stupid could I be? I've never felt this way, and I didn't know how to deal with it, but all I knew was that I would make sure I saw her again.

"Me? Annoying? What are you talking about, Alice? Miss evil annoying pixie!" I said, in feigned anger, and I reached across the table and gave her a noogie, her spiky hair in a messy disarray.

"Ah! Edward! My hair! How dare you?!" she screeched, claws ready to attack.

"Um, Alice, shouldn't you go over to the clinic now? You shouldn't leave Rosalie there by herself. She might just be filing her nails or something and have forgotten she was microwaving her fat free latte or something and start a fire. You know she shouldn't be left alone for long Alice," Jasper said, rolling his eyes as he mentioned his sister, Rosalie.

"Fine," she pouted before grabbing her coat and stomping out of the Starbucks we were out and walking to our office, just a block away.

"Sisters," Jasper and I said in unison with exasperation, and then we went back to discussing our paperwork.

I checked my watch.

"Jasper, 8:30, I think we should go now," I warned as I got up and got my coat on. It was already chilly here in Seattle, and it wasn't even winter yet, though it would be soon.

I unlocked the doors to the clinic and we stepped inside. Jasper and I went our separate ways down the hall. I walked past my exam room and into my office. I grabbed my lab coat and slipped it on before exiting my office and walking back to the desk where our receptionists were at.

"Hello Rose, Alice," I said as I grabbed my stack of files. They both nodded to me, before continuing their conversation of whose scrubs was better. I honestly didn't get it; both Alice and Rose were wearing purple scrubs. What was the difference?

"Who's our first patient of the day?" I asked, looking between the two.

"Um, Mrs. Cheney. She's already waiting in your exam room."

"Thank you," I said, before heading back to my room.

"Good morning," I said cheerfully as I looked at my patient and her companion that drove her here.

"Oh, good morning Dr. Cullen."

I stooped down to look into her large brown eyes.

"Hey there, beautiful. You missed me, didn't you? It's been a while since the last time you've seen me," I said as I kissed her wet nose and stroked the golden hair on her head.

"What's wrong with you, huh Goldie?" I asked the panting Golden Retriever in front of me. I looked to her owner.

"So, Mrs. Cheney, what seems to be the problem with Goldie?"

"Well, she's been vomiting ever now and then, but she's gained a lot of weight and isn't active anymore. Do you know what's wrong with her?"

"Hmm, let me see," I murmured as I probed the dogs extended belly. I felt the bulge and felt a nudge.

"Well, Mrs. Cheney, it looks like you're going to be a grandma!" I joked, "Your Goldie is pregnant. Let me confirm it with an ultrasound, but I'm pretty positive. She's very healthy for her condition. With a lovely coat, too," I added. I brought the ultrasound machine and confirmed my suspicions, exciting a very happy Mrs. Cheney.

"Oh, thank you Dr. Cullen! My kids will be so happy! And my husband, too! Thank you! My friend said you were the best veterinarian in all of Seattle!"

And I was left to deal with half of the cats and dogs waiting for me, while Jasper took care of the other half.

Yes, this was my dream job, being a vet. It was wonderful.

The week seemed so uneventful, and I was impatient for Saturday night to come, remembering Sunday and how wonderful it had been.

Finally, the night I had been waiting for arrived.

"Alice, Jasper, can you please hurry up!" I yelled at them from the front door of their apartment.

"Calm down, Edward," Alice scolded.

"Well someone is in a bit of a rush," Jasper chuckled. "Was she really that fascinating back at her apartment as you say?"

"Yes, and more than. Indescribable. Are you done questioning my love life, or can we go now?" I asked, growing angry with my best friend.

"Chill man, we're going, we're going," Jasper said, finding my annoyance entertaining for some reason.

I drove like a maniac to reach the coffeeshop/bar. I skidded to a halt before rushing the two out of my car and all but dragging them inside.

"If I wasn't guessing, I'd say our Eddie was bitten by the love bug," Alice mused aloud and Jasper seemed to agree with her.

"I was not. I've only met her once, there's no way I'm in love."

Of course I'm not, that's silly. You can't fall in love after just one night together. And all we talked about was music! Nothing to fall in love over. I don't even know her name. It was just a one night stand, and I'm just here in hopes of another one night stand with that amazing woman…

I let my mind drift farther along into the gutter as Jasper and Alice sat at a table drinking their martinis and beers. I just sat at the counter, sipping my water.

I will not get drunk tonight! I promised myself. I had to stay sober so I could remember where she lived and I could come back to her. I shocked myself there. I think I was really starting to turn into a stalker.

"Looking for me, handsome?" a seductive voice asked from behind as a pair of slender arms wrapped around my neck.

I turned around slowly and got up, without breaking her grip, and I leaned down to kiss her. It turned into something heated and passionate, and I started thinking about what Alice had said.

I think that if I did get to know her better, I knew I definitely could fall in love with her.

But I definitely couldn't call it love at the moment, because I could have easily been mistaking it for lust. I'm sure every man that wasn't taken like Jasper would have desired this sumptuous creature before me.

"Well, Edward, it looks like we match in colors once again," she said in that husky voice of hers. I looked down to her full lips curved into a smile and kissed her again before looking down to what she was referring to.

We did match. I chose a black button down shirt to go over my dark jeans, and her body pressed closely against mine was clad in a black dress. I licked my lips before looking back into her brown eyes, only to find that devilish glint once more.

We danced for a while, spinning along the dance floor, and other times just slowly rocking to the music, all while staring deeply into each other's eyes.

"Hey Edward, Alice and I are leaving now. I'll see you Monday, kay man?" I was interrupted by Jasper's voice, and waved to him as he left.

"Who was that?" the seductress asked me.

"Oh, just my sister and her boyfriend."

"Oh," was her simple reply. She grabbed my hand off her shoulder, and I feared for a moment that she would push me away and leave. I was relieved to see that she was just checking the time on my watch.

"Hmm, good morning handsome," she said as she smiled up at me.

I checked my watch and she was right. It was already 1:53am.

"Well, I hope your Sunday has been pretty good. How has it been so far, Angel?" I asked her.

"Hmm, pretty good, but I think I know how to make it better," she purred and I cocked an eyebrow up questioningly.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me along the street, to her apartment I guessed. Once again, I didn't have a clue as to where we were headed.

Yes, I said I wouldn't get drunk, but in between dancing, she would hand me drinks, and I simply couldn't refuse her. Not even when she made me drink the gay Shirley Temple with alcohol.

Sigh. She had me doing things I normally wouldn't do, and what drove me crazy was that I knew she knew she had that power over me.

We were back at the familiar setting of her apartment, and once again, she tried attacking me.

She pulled her lips to mine and tried deepening it, but I refused. She pulled back and glared, but still questioning me with her eyes. I lent down quickly and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips before speaking.

"We don't go one step farther until you tell me your name," I demanded, hoping that there was some authority in my voice.

"Why would I do that?" she questioned.

I decided to try Jasper's suggestion from the coffeeshop last Monday.

I ran my hands along her arms slowly and lightly so that it was just a feather light touch. My nose skimmed along her jaw back and forth and I inhaled her scent deeply.

"Because, I could always leave, and maybe you'll have to wait to see me until next Sunday." I wondered if the teasing would really work. Time to test it out.

I kissed along her jaw line and traveled down her neck slowly, until I came to her shoulder, and then I made my way back up and kissed her lips. She was about to deepen it, but I pulled away.

"There's more where that came from, but only if you tell me your name." My voice came out huskier than I intended it to, but I don't think I could stand it if I really did leave. What if I didn't see her next Sunday? I don't know why, but something about her left me yearning for more.

Her breaths seemed labored, and her eyes were tightly shut.

"Okay then. I guess I'll be going now," I said with a shrug before heading towards the door. I had my hand at the knob, and was starting to get worried. She wasn't really about to let me leave, was she?

"Did I say you could leave?" she demanded angrily as I opened the door wide enough for me to go through. I turned back to her, silently relieved.

"Hey, you either put up or shut up," I said with nonchalance as I stepped through the doorframe.

"Stop!" I heard her plead, "My name is Bella; Isabella Swan. Please, just don't go!"

"Bella," I said, grinning cockily. I had just gotten her to beg for me to stay. That was really a boost to my self esteem.

"That's enough games," she said harshly before stalking towards me and slamming her door shut and ravaging my lips.

Yeah, I could definitely get used to this.

A/N: Did you guys see that line? I wrote 'put up or shut up', just like the All Time Low album title! Yeah, I'm probably the only one who would find that one funny.

Anyway, like I said before, screw it. I give up. I won't put one song per chapter cuz I'm lazy, otherwise if I do, it would just be a random song, seriously. Kay, thanks for reading, please review! Hugs n' kisses! Xoxo! -Sami