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The rest of Saturday sees us arranging mine and Rose's things in the apartment and by the end of the afternoon it's looking really nice. The furniture is all brand new and we end up moving it around a bit, but overall it doesn't take too long.

We're currently having a problem wiring up the TV and Xbox, Alice has all the instruction manuals and Rose is drinking tea. I'm leaning over trying to plug wire C into the freaking non-existent third hole in at the back of the TV.

"Get in there you stupid dang thing." I've been cursing for the last hour and it still won't work. Rose who hasn't been any help at all, holds up her phone with a huge grin.

"I have a reply! He's been asleep all day! Should I ask him to come over and help?"

Alice and I both shout at the same time.

I yell "No!"

She yells "Yes!"

I give up and snatch the instructions out of Alice's hands. Rose is happily tapping away on her phone before it rings. She stands up and twirls a long piece of hair in between her fingers, as she disappears into her room. I can still hear her sickly sweet voice as she giggles.

About an hour later I think that I'm almost done, I reach behind the TV over the table it stands on with my ass in the air and I'm trying to pull one of the wires out when I hear, who I assume to be Emmett come in and Rose laughing at everything he says. I sigh and carry on working, putting my full body into trying to get this last cable out. I hear Alice screech and shout.

"Jasper, you came! Oh, who is this?"

I hear another deep voice, it makes me think of warm, runny chocolate and I have a little giggle to myself as I almost get the fucker of a cable out. The room goes silent all of a sudden and I feel a warm hand touch me on the back, just as I manage to pull the cable out.

I used a fair amount of strength, which propels me backwards into a hard and warm body. I pull myself away quickly and spin round.

"Got it!" I grin up in my happiness and then stop, realising that it isn't anyone I know.

It's the man who was with Jasper before we went over in the bar last night. I can tell because of his hair and the tattoos on his arms.

"Oh, sorry." I side step him, noting the look of confusion and amusement on his face. I look over at the girls and brandish the wire like I've achieved some miracle. I would call it a miracle, it took long enough.

They both smile and laugh at me, Emmett comes over and takes the wire from my hand.

"Thanks B. The expert is this guy though. Edward, meet Bella."

I might've been annoyed at the nickname if anyone else had attempted that after only meeting me once before but it seems like his style. I turn back to Edward and smile.

"Hey." I hand him the instructions. "Need any help?"

"I should be fine, thanks though." He smirks, yes he actually smirks. The most annoying thing about it is, that it's hot. I look over his sculpted jaw and the light stubble that covers it and the most kissable mouth I've ever seen. His green eyes sparkle as he notices my staring. I quickly turn away embarrassed and grab my coffee mug, putting it to my lips. Rose yanks it away sharply before I can take a sip.

"Hey there, I think you've had enough caffeine today."

I scowl at her in defiance but I know she's right, I do feel especially wired.

I sit on the couch and watch Edward fix what's taken me nearly two hours. The others join us in the living area and the conversation flows. I don't really listen, instead I watch Edward in fascination.

Concentration mars his face and a little V forms between his brows as he runs his fingers through his already dishevelled hair. He looks as though he's just jumped out of bed after some passionate tryst, or from an incredibly hot centerfold.

His tongue pokes out a few times while he's doing something fiddly, which is almost hypnotising to watch. His strong arms tense as he moves the TV back and I observe the muscles as they flex and move under his skin. I try and discern what his tattoos are but they're mainly hidden by his sleeves.

He reaches across the table that the TV is on to grab a cable and I stare as his shirt rides up his back, showing a sliver of flawless skin. He catches me looking a few times and it makes me turn away blushing, but my eyes seem to be magnetically drawn to him and I can't help but return my gaze to him. I have no idea why he's holding my attention, there's just something about him, something other than his looks.

The best part of my day has to be when Edward drinks from his diet coke can, it's like the best TV advertising ever, right here in front of me with his throat bobbing as he swallows. I've never witnessed anything so sexy. I'm pretty sure that a puddle is developing in my panties. New underwear may be needed, very soon.

"B? Do you want to join us next weekend? We are off to the movies. We're going to see that new Cruise film."

I turn to face Emmett and I see all four of them looking at me expectantly. I feel like I've been caught with my hand in the cookie jar while I watch the amusement flit across Rose's face. I suddenly feel a bit warm; I know I'm not going to ever hear the end of this.

"Um, yeah. I guess. Sounds ok." I mumble.

"Don't worry about her, she has an interview on Monday. She's a little on edge." Rose winks at Emmett and then at me. I'm grateful for her attempt at trying to cover for me, even if it's a bit lame.

"Where are you interviewing?" Jasper asks with interest.

"Masen's Advertising." I can't help but feel a bit proud of myself.

"Oh wow. I hope it goes well."

The two boys share a look, I have no idea what the look is about. I glance back at the TV and I'm surprised to see Edward standing up. He's looking straight back at me with his bright green eyes regarding me with interest.

"Masen's huh?" He enquires, his voice soft. I nod back, feeling like a mute. "It's not easy getting an internship there, you must've graduated well."

"Yeah, I suppose I did." I'm suddenly very interested in my fingernails. I pick at the clear polish on them.

"Good luck." I hear him mutter but when I look up he's back behind the TV.

I mumble my thanks and go into the kitchen to order pizza for us all. It's the least we can do, for them coming to help us. Plus I need to clear my head a bit and stop ogling the hotness.

By the time the pizzas have arrived, everything is working and the guys are playing the girls on Xbox while Edward stands and watches. I can tell that he knows how good looking he is, he has an air of arrogance about him that seems to come from every look, laugh and word he says. I wonder if that's really who he is. He is, without a doubt the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, completely out of my league, definitely more in Rose's.

The more time he stands there with nothing to do, he fidgets and looks uncomfortable. His arrogant mask seems to slip.

I bring the hot pepperoni goodness over and perch myself on the floor near Alice's feet, munching on a slice. I watch as they run around Vice city and I laugh along with them.

I notice Edward fiddling on his phone again so I catch his eye and pat the floor next to me and point at the pizza.

"Come and get some while you can." I smile at him kindly.

The way that Emmett is scarfing it down it won't be there for much longer. He sits down fluidly next to me, our knees brush as he positions himself and I glance over, but he doesn't seem to notice so instead I watch his jaw as he chews.

It's like, the best jaw porn, ever. I turn back to the TV and watch the shenanigans on screen. Laughing a few times at their games, as they flirt outrageously both on screen and otherwise.

I turn and smile at Edward after hearing Emmett's booming declaration of war. He smiles back and snorts with laughter. I bump my shoulder gently into his.

"Are they always like this?" I whisper conspicuously.

"Yep, I had to grow up with that as my best friend." He jerks his thumb over his shoulder towards Emmett who is biting his bottom lip, his face screwed up in frustration. I giggle as he makes a face, then smiles widely showing off his perfect teeth. "Especially when I beat his ass on Call of Duty."

"That is my game. I own that game." I puff my chest out proudly because I am in fact the best, out of us girls anyway. He rolls his eyes and drops his head back against the couch.

"Ugh, girls thinking they are great at video games, it's all talk." He snickers as he catches my mock hurt expression.

"I'd totally beat your ass." I smile up into his eyes and realise that they have shifted somewhat. They somehow look darker as he smiles an almost lopsided grin that takes my breath away momentarily.

"I'd love to see that sometime."

Feeling a little dazed, I turn away from his intense expression.

"Maybe I'll show you one day." I reply as I look back at the screen. We sit in silence for a while, munching pizza.

"When's your interview on Monday then?" He asks.

"12:30" I groan. "I need to do some more research tomorrow. My interview is with Mr. Masen and I've heard that he can be quite tough and it's almost impossible to impress him."

"I wouldn't worry too much, if they've offered you an interview you've pretty much got in already."

"How do you know? Do you work there?" I watch his throat as he swallows some pop.

"Mr. Masen is my father."

I giggle, then I realise he isn't joking by his serious expression. My eyes now resemble saucers.

Oh crap.

"Oh."

He smirks at my expression.

"I never speak to him. So I wouldn't be able to help, if that's what you're thinking."

I cock an eyebrow at his arrogant tone. It's almost my full blown bitch brow. Almost.

"I wouldn't want you to, but thanks for setting me straight about that."

He mirrors my look and then smiles.

"Good."

I sigh, pushing my legs out in front of me and stretch up, pulling my muscles in my back. I can see him watching me in my periphery and Alice swats my arms out of the way.

"Get outta here Swan!"

"I am. I'm off to bed. Night!" I stand right in front of her and she hisses at me. "Night guys." I look at Edward. "Thanks for helping out today." He nods. The others all grunt their good nights.

Once I get to my room I get undressed in a hurry, aware of the people out in the living area and take off my bra, which all to pleasing as I stretch my back again. Leaning over took its toll.

I glance at my body in the mirror before I pop a new tee over my head. I have a good figure, I can't complain. I'm slim but soft. Alice often tells me how jealous she is of my ass and boobs. It's not a bad ass, I did tell her about squats but she's too lazy to consider doing them, not that she needs to. She's short and slim no matter what she eats, and she can really eat.

I switch on my Mac and Google Masen's for an hour. I've been staring at photos of Mr. Masen, who even looks mean in photos and I research the company. I learn that the company has been in the Masen family for a very long time and Edward is the only successor to the business.

A few photos pop up of Edward, I notice that there only seems to be one photo of him and his Dad together. He looks about twelve and is clearly upset. He was cute, even then.

I also come across a lot of drunken pictures of him out at bars and clubs, usually surrounded by girls, which is no great surprise. He even looks amazing when drunk, go figure. I get blotchy skin and red eyes as soon as alcohol hits my lips and that's without mentioning my hair.

I realise that I really need some water, so I creep over to my door and listen.

I can't hear anything, maybe they left. I crack the door open and peek out, but I can't see through to the living room very clearly. It's dark so I decide to sneak out and walk towards the kitchen, trying to be quiet.

"Dude. Emmett. Fucker. I'm leaving. Stop sucking face and listen to me! I'm not sitting here while you two get off, so I'm going."

I jump at the sound of Edward's voice and look into the other room. Edward is stood outside of Rose's door, which is just off the living area and Emmett's very grumpy face is looking out at Edward. He whisper shouts at Edward.

"Listen here, pussy hound. Just because you aren't getting any..." He stops when he sees me standing in the doorway with my slightly see through tee shirt on, panties and long socks. He gulps, loudly. I didn't even realise that I'd moved into view.

"What the fuck are you staring at?" Edward yells at Emmett through his teeth. He spins round and looks straight at me.

I'm far too interested in the fact that Edward is the Casanova that we've all been laughing about and I realise in that moment that Emmett has just figured this out too. Edward's eyes trail over my legs, I have good legs so although I do feel exposed I can't stop staring at him. I really shouldn't be shocked after seeing all of those images of him online. His eyes pause at my panties and then travel upwards, slowly.

When he reaches the girls, my head suddenly clicks into place and I cross my arms over them, knowing that this top isn't leaving much to the imagination. His mouth is set into a little 'o' as he looks into my eyes, they almost smoulder as I look into the bright emerald.

Emmett has gone and in that moment I realise that he's left me out here with Edward, who is the pussy hound.

Did I mention that?

I know that I look like a bunny caught in head lights and he's starting to move towards me. I back up slowly, step by step until I bump into the wall. I watch with wide eyes as he moves lithely, he looks almost predatory as he stalks towards me, slowly

He's in my dance space all too quickly and I look up at him as he towers above me. My mouth is dry and I can't seem to locate my voice.

He's staring down at me, his eyes which are usually bright, look very dark and almost frightening. But I can't stop staring at his inhumanly beautiful face.

Move aside Jamie Dornan, we have a new winner for the 'Makes panties disappear with a look' award. I wouldn't be surprised if mine have already left the building.

"Just tell me to stop." His voice caresses me like silk and I can't think of a single reason why I would.

I swear I hear a quiet growl from deep inside his chest as he puts his long fingers under my chin, his mouth comes towards mine and I close my eyes in preparation. My heart is thumping loudly in my ears. I wonder if he is going to kiss me or if I have somehow fallen asleep and am dreaming this. But before I can feel his mouth on mine I feel the air move in front of me and Edward's gone.

I blink open my eyes in confusion and see Emmett standing over Edward who's now on the floor.

"Get the fuck out of here. Not with her, just go. Don't fuck this up. I am getting sick of covering your ass, Masen."

When I finally feel stable enough on my legs, which have turned into the consistency of Jello, I duck under Emmett's tattoo covered arm and scoot over to Edward.

"Are you ok?" I ask him. He really looks mad and is staring up at Emmett, his beautiful face twisted in annoyance. I stand and pull on his arm to help him up while I shoot Emmett a glare. "Just go away, Emmett."

"You really have no idea, B." He turns back to Edward and mouths "Don't". He walks off back to Rose's room as I attempt to pull Edward into the kitchen; he complies reluctantly and sits on a stool.

"Are you ok?" I ask again.

"I'm fine, I don't need a fucking cold pack. I'm not a kid." I feel my eyebrows disappear into my hair and I laugh at the absurdity of what just happened.

Why did Emmett pull Edward away like that?

"What was all that about?"

"You are now off limits, apparently. Please put on a robe or something." His eyes are on my boobs again. I nod and go to my room to grab my robe. When I come back out I hear the soft click of the door as it closes after him.

I sigh as I realise how turned on I feel right now. It's kind of ironic that he turns out to be the one guy who manages to affect me like this, since Jake.

I know that I'm in really big trouble because I really fancy Edward Masen, the Pussy hound.

I head back to bed feeling a bit deflated as I put my headphones on to block out any unwanted noises from my horny friends.

I wish that Edward had kissed me, if that was what he was going to.

I drift off to the sounds of the Kings of Leon, blasting through into my ears, singing about 'Sex on fire'.