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You Found Me
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Chapter Three

Your beautiful eyes, Stare right into my eyes
And sometimes, I think of you late at night
I don't know why

I want to be somewhere where you are
I want to be where

You're here
Your eyes are looking into mine
So baby make me fly
My heart has never felt this way before
I'm looking through your, I'm looking through your eyes

Taylor Swift, "Beautiful Eyes"

Jacob stood in the hallway of their Notting Hill townhouse listening to the sounds in the kitchen with his thoughts focused intently on his wife who he had barely seen. He wasn't exactly sure what it was that had happened to them, what had changed the couple that they had once been, but he was, in that moment, determined to figure it out, if only for his own sake. She had smelled of alcohol when she stumbled into their home the previous night, and though he wasn't entirely convinced that she was out with Rose at all, he still had no reason to suspect anything else. Bella was, above all things, loyal. He wished he could have said the same thing about himself.

He wasn't having an affair in the literal sense of the word, but he might as well have been fooling around on the side. Work, however, was the only thing that he thought about, so much so that often times it even seemed to creep into his subconscious dreams. Still, if work were a woman, a living, breathing, tangible thing, he would have without a doubt been considered unfaithful.

It's not to say that he was entirely innocent either, in fact, the temptation always existed for him and he very nearly acted on it on one trip that had sent him back to the states, to New York. She was a beautiful woman, exotic in a way that Bella never was, but when she had learned that he was married, she had backed away, saying that she had been heartbroken by a man who had left her for another woman and she refused to be in that situation again. He understood, and in fact, he was thankful that she had pulled away because he wasn't sure he would have had the strength to do likewise.

She was standing, her back to him, in the kitchen clad in long, cotton pajama pants and a matching tank top, pouring herself a cup of coffee. He was tentative to approach her, she had been so angry and upset the night before and if he was being honest with himself, he knew she had every right to it. He hadn't been treating her the way he should have been and more often than not, he even forgot that she was around and things would have remained that way if it weren't for the silver band on his finger.

"I know you're there." She sighed before turning around and meeting his eyes. The distance between them was as wide and as deep as a canyon and though they didn't want to admit it, they both were unsure as to if it could ever be crossed.

He pressed his hand against the back of his neck, rubbing the skin there trying to think of something to say, something that would at least ease some of the thick tension that surrounded them. "I saw you went shopping."

"I did." She replied.

"La Perla?" His thoughts shifted to the bag that was still sitting by the stairs. He had rifled through it when he had gotten home the night before and found an extremely un-Bella like chemise with matching thong. It was a far cry from her usual comfort level and he knew that it was a gesture that she was doing selflessly for him. He found that he had to adjust himself with the thought of her wearing the revealing outfit and he wondered if he would ever actually get to see it.

"Oh yea… I'm going to return that."

"Wh-Why?" He managed to choke out. "You won't ever use it?" Her eyebrows furrowed together.

"Probably not."

"I couldn't convince you to?" He urged and he saw that she was biting the inside of her cheek, her discomfort visible and yet he couldn't help but push, hoping that he might get his way, even if he didn't deserve it.

"No. I don't think you can." She replied and he stifled the groan and the urge to call her a tease for even bringing it into the house if she had no intention of wearing it. Though he knew that it was his fault, that he would have been able to see it on her had he not gone and fucked up their anniversary.

The silence between them grew once again before he had the courage to speak again. "I-uhm. What are your plans today?"

She shrugged, walking to the island counter and placing her favorite mug down on the marble top. "I'm not entirely sure right now." She had woken to a text message from Edward asking how she was feeling and though her head was pounding, she replied that she was great. It wasn't a far cry from the truth either, in fact, for the first time in two years, she did feel great. Her good temperament only grew when he responded, only a few moments later, saying that he would be at Hyde Park walking his dog later that afternoon and asked if she wanted to join him, she had said she would try to see if she could slip away for a bit.

Jacob took a shy step forward before pulling out one of the bar stools and sitting down, his eyes grazing over the front page of the Times that she must have brought into the house when she woke, there was some front page article about one of the MPs. "Would you maybe want to go somewhere today? The weather is supposed to be nice, we could drive to Brighton for a few hours or something, have dinner at that restaurant you love."

"I don't know…"

"Come on Bella… I'm really trying here to make things right."

"Do you really think getting away from London for a few hours is going to make everything okay?"

"I'm not sure what I think really." He sighed. "I just don't like this." He pointed at her and then himself. "Maybe we should get counseling or something?"

She barked a laugh at the suggestion. "For counseling to work, you have to be around."

"You know there isn't anything I can do about that."

"I know." She replied, tossing the remaining liquid from her cup down the sink. "I just don't know if I can keep doing this."

The silence between them grew again and she shook her head. "I'm going to go out for a bit. I just want to be alone. Call Emmett and Rose and maybe we can go out with them tonight."

"I want to be alone with you."

"That never gets us anywhere. I'm so angry with you Jacob… I need someone else there to keep me from lashing out."

"Lash out at me now! Fuck Bella, if you aren't honest with me, if you can't tell me what you are thinking, how can we ever move past this?"

"I think you know as well as I do that maybe we won't be able to move past this. Just give me some space okay?"

His eyes were trained on her and he could see the sadness behind her eyes. He nodded, "I'll just go to the office then to do some work."

She didn't respond and he watched her back as she retreated from the kitchen to their bedroom. The kitchen was silent, like the house. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone.

"Seth!" His voice was light and cheerful, masking the emotions that were swimming through his system. "Do you still want help showing Leah around the office?"

Hyde Park was swarming with people and he was thankful that he had suggested it. The likelihood of them being spotted was slim amongst the crowd. He didn't really know how many people here knew who she was, or knew that she was married so it was best if they could just get lost amongst the crowd. It also helped that it was a platonic meeting ground and if they were sober and in public, he knew that making any kind of move on her would have been impossible. He had morals to uphold and until she gave him any reason to think he had a chance, he would settle into a friendly relationship with her, all the while hoping that she might someday have the courage to leave her husband.

Edward sat down on a bench near the gate where Bella had promised she would meet him at. He knew it was wrong, knew that he shouldn't have sent the text message that he had, but he hadn't been able to stop himself. He had thoroughly enjoyed himself with her the night before and he just wanted to continue spending time with her. She was unlike anyone else that he had ever met before and he couldn't seem to get enough of her, even his dreams seemed to be filled with her face. Still, the text message hadn't been his intentions, it just seemed that his body was working without thought for what his mind knew was right and the message had been sent before he even had the chance to take it back.

Not happy with having stopped, Hudson looked up at him with a questioning gaze. He seemed to have grown accustomed to the long walks that had taken place over the course of the week, reveling in it and enjoying each and every second. Though Edward loved his dog, he knew that he wasn't always around as much as he should have been so it was obvious that he was loving all the attention that he was getting.

"We're just waiting for a few minutes Buddy." Seemingly appeased by his owner's response, Hudson sat on his back haunches and just watched the people as they passed by, more likely than not, trying to get them to stop and pat his head.

"Hey!" He heard her voice break through the crowd and he turned to his right to see her walking towards him. Her face was lit with a blinding smile and he could feel his heart race in his chest as his eyes took in everything about her: her long legs that were confined by the tight jeans that hugged her hips, the loose black shirt that dipped into a low v that exposed the delicate line of her collarbone, and the grey sweater that she had draped on her left arm.

"Hi."He smiled back and watched as Hudson stood back up, realizing that this was who they had been waiting for, and walked towards her.

"And who is this?" She smiled, reaching down to touch his soft fur.

"Hudson."

"Well aren't you a pretty boy?" She grinned, bending her knees so her face was a few inches above his own. Hudson, never one to refuse attention, lifted his nose and began to lick at her cheek and neck, not leaving an inch of skin dry, while she laughed, placing one hand on the ground to keep her balance as he threatened to knock her over with his excitement.

"Hudson stop that!" Edward growled and the dog stopped his attack on her face to look at him, his head cocked to the side, not understanding why he was so upset. It wasn't as though he hadn't done that exact act to many other females over the time that Edward had had him.

"It's okay." She smiled, standing up and picking up the shopping back that she had set down.

"No it's not. I taught him better than that." His lips were still pulled into a tight line and Bella had to stifle the laugh that was about to escape.

"Are you jealous?" She joked, casually touching his arm as they began to walk. It was an act that she hadn't realized she had even done until she felt him stiffen under her touch which caused her to retract her hand just as quickly as she had put it there.

Fuck yes I'm jealous, he thought before realizing just how foolish that sounded. "No. I just don't want him attacking anyone." He said, pushing his foul mood away, realizing that he just wanted to have another pleasant afternoon with her and he didn't want his temper to scare her away. His eyes fell on the back that she was holding. "Shopping?"

She blushed and turned to look at the lingerie bag in her hand. "I figured that you would be walking towards Chelsea and I need to stop at the store and return this."

"What is it?" He questioned, not knowing what the hell La Perla even stood for, he figured it was just some boutique where she had probably purchased a shirt from.

She bit the side of her lip, contemplating what she would tell him. "It was supposed to be for last night… But seeing as those plans seemed to fall through, there isn't any reason to keep it."

"Last night?" He asked before realization dawned on him that it had been her wedding anniversary. His lips formed an o-shape and he watched the blush deepen making her creamy skin a beautiful shade of rose. "Why not keep it?"

"It's not exactly me…"

"Why'd you buy it?"

"I guess I was trying to spice things up? I guess I thought it would make him want me." She shrugged."You know he had the audacity to try and convince me to keep it? I guess he saw it last night and thought he would still benefit from it."

"He came home?" He asked, turning his head to look at her and he watched as she nodded. "God I'm so sorry for keeping you out. That must have been why he kept calling you." And it was the truth, he was sorry. Though the selfish side of him wanted her all to himself, he didn't want to cause her trouble and he could only imagine how he would have reacted had he been in her husband's place.

"I'm a big girl Edward. I made the decision to go out with you and I made the decision to ignore his calls. Besides, if he thinks I'm just going to drop everything because he changes his plans, he has another thing coming to him. And it didn't matter anyway, he got angry with me, I shoved it back in his face and told him that he wasn't to come to bed and he could sleep in the guestroom."

He chuckled at her comment, thankful that she hadn't let him share her bed. It was so absurd for him to feel jealous and he knew he had absolutely no right to. She was married to the guy, she had every right to sleep with him in whatever way she wanted to but the thought of someone's hands on her, especially someone who didn't seem to appreciate her, made his skin crawl.

"If you don't mind me asking…" He said softly. "What are you doing here with me? Shouldn't you be with him if he is home?"

"If you want to get rid of me all you have to do is tell me to leave." She replied, stopping and looking down at the ground.

He felt his heart lurch at the thought that he had just upset her and brought his free hand to her chin and lifted her face up so her eyes would meet his. "That's not what I'm saying at all. I just want to make sure that you know you didn't have to come here today."

"I wanted to come here. I told him that I needed to be away from him for a bit." They didn't say anything but rather just continued to study each other's faces. She was taking in his eyes, the greenness of them and how they seemed to penetrate into her, as though he could read each and every thought that she was thinking and she found herself thankful that he couldn't. She wasn't thinking thoughts that a married woman should have been having. He found himself looking into her eyes as well, and he loved how they seemed to sparkle with something he couldn't quite place and how it seemed that even though she was married, it seemed like she wasn't thinking about anyone else but him.

Her phone rang, interrupting the moment that they were having and she reached into her purse and extracted it. Sighing before she pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Isabella Black you better have gone home last night!" Rosalie's voice boomed.

"I did." Bella squeaked back and Edward looked around uncomfortably, listening through trying to appear as though he wasn't.

"Where the hell were you? Jacob said you weren't answering your phone!'

"I was out for drinks."

"Were you with him?"

"Yes."

"It's a damn good thing I was with Emmett when he called."

"Thank you… For covering for me."

"Anytime sweetheart. Do you want to go shopping this afternoon?"

"I can't… I'm kind of already out."

"You aren't with Jake… Oh Bella! Are you with him again?" Bella was certain that Rose was grinning widely at the situation.

"Yes."

"Oh man I can't wait to talk to you. Have a good afternoon and I'll see you tonight!"

"See you tonight." Bella smiled and pressed the end button.

"Everything okay?" He asked, looking down at her.

"Everything is great."

Edward stood outside the lingerie shop while Bella had gone in to return whatever it had been that she had purchased. He would have been lying if he said he wasn't interested in seeing what it was that she was getting rid of, but he knew it was better that way, which is why, when she asked if he was going to come in, he had shook his head and instead leaned against the side of the building, content to wait for her there.

"God damn it." She growled as she stepped out of the shop and he looked over and saw that she still had the bag in her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"They won't let me return it. Something about since I can't find the receipt they won't accept it. The tags are still on it for Christ's sake!" He could see the tension in her body, she was as stiff as a pole. "I can't take this damn thing home! He's going to expect me to wear it."

"I'm sorry."

"You don't have a girlfriend do you?" She asked, realizing for the first time that he had never mentioned that before.

"What?" He was completely taken aback. He thought he had been pretty obvious about his attraction to her and yet, she seemed to think that he was in a relationship.

"I mean… A really attractive man like you… You must have a girlfriend."

"No… No I don't." He stuttered. And I'll probably never have one anymore as no one will ever be able to compare to you. He thought to himself.

"Do you have a sister?"

"Yes…" He said slowly, not sure if he liked where this was going.

"Here, give this to her." She smiled, shoving the bag at his hands.

"No way! I'm not giving my sister lingerie!" He shouted, holding the bag back out to her. He didn't want to tell her that it wasn't only that, but it was the fact that if she did leave it with him, he knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself from looking into the bag to see just what it was she had intended to wear for her husband and he wasn't sure he wanted to know.

"Please!" She pouted and he could feel his resolve weaken. "I can't take it home…"

He just stood there, his eyes on her lips before he heard her voice, soft, almost as though she was afraid. "He'll want me to wear it and I don't think I can do that."

"Fine… But I refuse to give it to my sister… I'll just keep it safe… In case some day you decide you want to use it." With me, he added in his head.

"So where did you grow up?" She asked, sinking into the back of her chair as she sipped on her tea.

"Alderley Edge… It's in Cheshire. My father, before my sister and I were born, was a private surgeon in London but my mum wanted to move to the country to raise her family and it is close enough to Manchester that my dad was able to take a job at a hospital there."

"Do they still live there?"

"No. When Alice went to London City University to study journalism and I went to Oxford, both my mum and dad decided to move back to the city to be closer to us, though they kept the place in Cheshire for holidays."

"That sounds nice."

"I suppose." He shrugged. The truth was, he seldom went there, usually just for Christmas and Easter when his mother insisted. "What about you… Where did you grow up?"

"I was born in Forks, Washington."

"Forks?"

"It's about four hours south of Seattle… But my parents split when I was about three and my mom took me with her. We lived in California for a bit before she moved to Phoenix but when she remarried I moved back with my father."

"Is that where you met your husband?"

She nodded. "Our fathers are best friends and I'm not sure… We just kind of grew into it I suppose. For the longest time I considered him my best friend… Though now I'm not sure I really know who is he."

"When did you get married?"

"Right after our freshman year of college… I hadn't intended on that to happen, but there were some unforeseen circumstances?" He lifted his eyebrows as he took a sip of his own drink. "I got pregnant and it seemed like the best option. We loved each other… We were both at the same school … It just seemed like the right thing to do."

"So you have a child too?"

"No."

"But?" He started to question but she held her hand up to silence him.

"Two months before I was due there was an accident… We thought it was going to be okay but my body must have been too stressed and the baby died…" She said softly. "We were going to have a girl."

"I'm so sorry Bella."

"It's okay… It was hard at first but our relationship was the strongest it probably ever was… We got through it and I suppose it was for the best really. I'm not sure I would have ended up finishing school and we were both too young to be parents."

"Still."

"Really… It was four years ago."

"So what prompted the move here?"

"He got promoted and they wanted him here. I honestly thought it would be okay… I was looking forward to it, thinking that it would be a good thing for us, a new adventure." She sighed. "It's been an adventure that's for sure."

"Do you like London though?" He was hoping she would say yes. That, just because it seemed to be a catalyst for the demise of her relationship, she didn't feel any animosity for the city.

"I do like it… I just miss home sometimes."

"That's understandable." He smiled softly watching her as she looked down at her wrist to check the time.

"Oh man, I really have to be heading back." She said while standing up.

"It was really nice to see you again Bella."

"I'll call you later this week? Maybe grab a cup of coffee or something?" She asked, as she reached down to pick up her purse.

"I'll be looking forward to it." He smiled, leaning down to wrap her into a hug and place a kiss against her cheek. "Enjoy the rest of your weekend."

"You too." She grinned before turning her back on him and walking out the door.

He was about to walk out the door when the waitress shouted at him. "Sir! You're girlfriend forgot her shopping!"

"Thanks. Wouldn't want to leave that behind." He smiled politely, taking it from her.

"I'm sure you wouldn't." She grinned knowingly before he turned from her and began the walk back to his flat.

When he walked through the door of his flat, he saw Hudson sitting there waiting for him and he could have sworn the dog looked upset that Bella didn't walk through that door with him. Then again, it could have merely been his own projection. He couldn't deny the fact that he hated watching Bella walk away from him and the fact that he was holding her lingerie was even worse.

Hudson walked over to him and sniffed at the bag, which presumably had Bella's scent on it.

"I'm not opening that." Edward said firmly and the dog began to whine.

He didn't say anything else, instead he just sat the bag down on the ground and walked into the living room to pick up his guitar to play for a little while. Hudson however, wasn't interested in anything but that damn bag and Edward groaned when he watched the dog carry it into the room and place it at his feet.

"I said no." He replied though his dog seemed to merely keep looking from the bag to him.

"Are you trying to kill me?" He mused aloud and reached down to open it.

His hands reached inside and felt the soft, lace against his fingers. He knew already that he was going to regret opening it up but he took a deep breath and pulled it up and out. He nearly fainted when he looked at the damn thing, if you could even call it that. It was sexy, damn sexy that was for sure, almost completely see through. What a fucking idiot, he thought when he considered the fact that her husband had missed out on that.

Still, he couldn't help but notice that it didn't seem like her at all. It was far too racy. Not that that fact alone kept him from thinking what it would look like on her.

"Oh fuck…" He sighed and tossed it back in the bag, regretting ever opening the damn thing in the first place. His eyes found his dog who just sat there, looking at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Thank a lot buddy. You're fucking castrated so you have no idea how badly this hurts." He groaned, pointing to his lap.

A/N:

So I think this is the length that most chapters will be from here on out… and I want to add that I do not condone affairs of any kind… The only reason that I'm writing this is because the song that inspired the one-shot just seemed to call me to write this and because it is so completely out of my comfort zone… I realized that I needed to do something bold…

Now… Hudson and Edward's relationship. I wanted to give the dog a human kind of personality… Mainly because Edward doesn't have many close friends. All his old friends have settled down and his best friend is dating his sister… The only friend he has is Garrett, who we will see in one of the upcoming chapters, that he can relate to. This means the Hudson has become his best friend basically and the dog knows it too. I hope that people don't feel that this is too unrealistic but I feel this way about my own dog… Dogs are very perceptive…

Now, I can't promise what might happen in the next chapter because I'm not entirely too sure… Seeing as it hasn't been written… But I think that it will take place about two months after this chapter… Edward and Bella are much closer than they were before but NOTHING has happened yet, just a lot of sexual tension. Jacob and Bella's relationship had improved slightly… Though that is going to change when Bella meets Leah (because if you hadn't already put it together, Leah was the girl from New York). That's about all I can tell you for now but please review and let me know what you think! It makes me really happy when I have those review alerts in my inbox and you make me want to continue to write this story!

I'm hoping to get a new chapter of Baby up by Monday!