A/N. Well, hope the first chapter was good enough to make you wanna read more! So please enjoy. I have ten chapters written up already, so depending on your reviews I'll know if you want me to continue posting them. Ok, enjoy and review!

Rosalie's Point Of View

I was following this guy back to his car. My father would kill me if he found out that I was taking a ride with some complete stranger. I didn't even know his name. But, I had to admit, he was a really hot stranger. His dark brown curly hair bounced all around his light blue eyes, and he was so muscular. He looked toned and hard. He had such a nice body.

He looked back several times, as though to make sure I was still there. Where did he think I'd go? It was 11pm. I wasn't gonna run off into the darkness.

"Ok, climb in, this is it." He said to me.

My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw the car he was driving. A Koenisegg CCX, only the second fastest car in the world. It was so hot. Cars like that cost more than streets of houses.

"So where do you work?" I asked him.

"I don't really work. My dad has been trying to get me to work for him, but I don't really wanna do that."

"So what did you do, rob a bank to get this car?"

"No."

"This is a Koenisegg CCX. It must be at least 700 000, not even including shipment costs."

"Hey, how do you know all that?"

"I opened my own car company, and unlike you, I work."

"Hey, I do work." He said.

"What do you do?"

"I…I surf and I'm on a modeling contract."

"You call that work, humph."

"I thought you would've been a model too. I mean, you've got a banging body and--"

"Let's not go there. Guys think once a girl's hot and has all the right assets, she's gotta be a model."

"Well you should be. But anyway, did you say you're dad is the owner of CISCO?"

"Yeah, so."



"Your dad's Peter Hale. My dad knows him because we use to live near each other but my family moved."

"So, who's your dad?"

"Carlisle Cullen. I'm Emmett."

"Head manager at American Astrobiology Association, your dad I mean. And he has a couple businesses of his own, doesn't he?"

"Yup."

"My dad talks a lot about Mr. Cullen. That's how I remember who he is."

"So what's your name?"

"Rosalie." I answered shortly. This dude was pretty loaded. I mean, I've got a lot of money in my family business too, but I wanted to work for myself. My real passion was cars, not insurance, so my dad helped me open my own business. This guy, Emmett, didn't look as though he had any plan to work in his life at all.

"How old are you Rosalie?" He asked.

"I'm 21."

"Well, I'm only one year older than you." Just then my phone started to ring. I looked at the picture that appeared on the screen. It was Jason. I sighed as I answered.

"I'm getting home Jason," I answered annoyed that he would ask that after he left me. "It's late…we'll talk in the morning. Fine…Bye." I hung up the phone and looked up at Emmett. His big hands tightened around the steering wheel and his jaw clenched. Quickly our speed started increasing.

"What the hell's wrong with you?" I asked him as we passed 200mph.

"I can't believe you're still talking to that asshole. He hit you in the face!" he shouted back.

"Ok you need to slow down." I glared at him and slowly we came back down to 120 and his tension decreased.

"I'm in Ammervale Drive," I said, as we flashed down the highway.

"I know where you live," he said curtly.

"So," I said, wanting to change the mood, "Did you come outside looking for me?"

Immediately a childish grin set on his face, "Maybe" he said.

"Why? Was the dance that good?" I said running my hands along my hips.



At this his grin got even bigger. "It was really good." I caught him peeking at me through the corner of his eyes. It was amazing what I could do to guys.

"Would you like another?" I asked him. I heard his breathing hitch before he answered.

"Definitely."

"Well thanks for the ride," I said as we pulled up at my house. "Maybe we'll meet up somewhere else, and I'll see what I could do about that second dance."

"Definitely," he repeated.

I came out of the car, and strutted up the walkway, putting an extra sway to my hips as I walked, just so he could get something to look at. I approached the door and swiftly walked in. I didn't even look back.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I went back to the door.

"Yes……" I said as I opened it. Surprise, surprise. Emmett was now at my door.

"Ummm," he stuttered, "You left your coat."

I put out my hand to take it and dragged it slowly down the middle of his chest until I reached his lower torso. I stopped there and looked him straight in the eye. I moved my lips closer to him and………. SLAMMED THE DOOR SHUT.

I laughed as I looked outside and saw the poor guy, standing slightly bent over waiting for his kiss, with a huge bulge in his pants. It was so fun to play around with guys. They were so easy to take advantage of. I felt entirely satisfied as I went upstairs. I went to sleep thinking of the poor guy my beauty captured.