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It had been a couple days since I saw Edward. I was sort of avoiding him. I had to work and I was spending a lot of time with Alice or my dad. I just didn't want to see him anymore. It was easier if I didn't get attached. I knew I was already attracted so I couldn't get any deeper. Alice and I went into Seattle over the weekend and spent the day shopping, which wasn't my favorite thing to do but it was nice to get out of town for a while. We also had dinner and then went to a bar to have a few drinks and see a local small-time band. It was the one time where I could be around people who didn't know anything about me or make jokes about my clumsiness. I never danced because if I tried I'd end up flat on my face. All I ever did was have a couple drinks and sit at a table to listen to the music and watch others. Alice and Jasper got up and danced to the live music a few times which made me happy when watching them together. They were the perfect couple.

The following week was spent working and trying to get any overtime I could. I only wanted to be home to sleep.

I told Alice and Rose goodbye after a long shift at the restaurant and headed home in my little car. I had the radio blaring to an old eighties power ballad, and I was singing along at the top of my lungs when I suddenly heard a loud pop and my car jerked to the side. I grabbed the wheel as tight as possible while I guided my car to the curb. I had adrenaline rushing through me from fear. I was able to pull over successfully without going in the ditch or flipping my car. I turned off the music and the engine before letting out a huge sigh of relief. Once I had caught my breath and the adrenaline slowed, I got out of my car to find out what happened. I was pretty sure I either hit something or I had a flat tire. I walked around my car and sure enough the front tire on the passenger side of the car was flat. Great!

I ran my fingers through my hair and tried to remember what I was supposed to do. My dad had taught me how to change a tire years ago when I first got my license. Now I just needed to remember how to do it.

I went to my trunk and pulled out the spare tire as well as this bar thing. I sat there and stared at them for a moment and realized I was missing a very vital piece. I didn't have a jack. How was I supposed to change a tire without a jack? I searched my trunk hoping it was just shoved in some corner somewhere but there was nothing. This was even worse.

"Just my luck!" I shouted out loud while kicking the flat tire with my foot. I started to walk toward the car door to find my cell phone when I heard that familiar roar of Edward's motorcycle that I hear every time he comes home. I closed my eyes and turned my head away in an attempt to disappear, which didn't work; it never worked. I heard the engine of his motorcycle slow as he ascended upon me. I sighed and turned my head towards him when he stopped alongside the road.

"Hi, Bella. Are you okay?" he asked while removing the helmet off his head. I could barely make his face out in the dark but I could see his green scrubs still on him when he got closer.

"It's nothing. I just have a flat tire. I can handle it," I assured.

"Do you want some help?" he offered.

"No, I can't find the jack so I'm just going to call my dad or Alice to come pick me up. Don't worry about it."

"I can give you a ride," he suggested. "I mean, I'm already here and we're going to the same spot. It doesn't make any sense to call your dad or Alice to come out here."

"You also drive a motorcycle which I'm forbidden to ride," I reminded.

"Are you suddenly twelve years old?" he joked laughing at what he said. "Bella, you're an adult you can't be forbidden from doing something."

"It's my dad. He would kill me if he knew."

"How is he going to find out?"

I sighed and looked back and forth between the motorcycle and my car. It wasn't that much farther to my apartment and he did make a good point that we were going to the same place. I bit my lip and nodded my head in agreement. He smirked and began to walk back to his motorcycle while I grabbed my stuff and locked up my car. I walked over to him and he handed me his helmet. I secured it to my head and climbed on the back of his bike. I was scared to death because I'd never been on a motorcycle of any kind. I didn't know what to expect. Once I was safely in place behind him he started up the engine. The roar vibrated my entire body and sent chills running through me. There was a lump of fear in my throat. I was beyond nervous.

"You'll need to hold on tightly," he said grabbing my hands and wrapping them around his waist. His hand held mine to his stomach for a moment longer than necessary before he released my hand and started to move the bike. At first I squealed and hid my face in his shoulder but after the first initial scare I actually liked it. I liked the feel of the wind on my face and the sensation of almost flying. It was very exhilarating.

"This is so much fun," I shouted into his ear which made him speed up a little more.

He turned his head to look back at me for just a moment and smiled proudly. "Can I take you somewhere?" he asked. I knew it was a bad idea and I should tell him to take me home but I couldn't help the way I felt riding on the motorcycle with him, so I nodded my head. Instead of continuing on the road we would take home, he turned off and headed for the main highway. Once we were on the highway he sped up even more and took each corner with such ease. It was such a rush to be flying through the air like we were. I was giggling and screaming with excitement at every turn gripping onto his waist tighter and tighter. I could feel him laughing at me occasionally but it was a good laugh like he was happy I was having fun not like he was making fun of me.

He sped up even more and that's when I suddenly heard the sirens behind us. I heard Edward cuss under his breath while he slowed down and pulled over. All I kept thinking is please don't let that be my dad. If it's not, I can hide my face and he won't ever have to know. I closed my eyes and turned my head away, lying against Edward's shoulder.

"Doctor Cullen, is there a reason you're going so fast?"

Of course it had to be my dad. My heart sank and I prayed he didn't ask me to turn around.

"I'm sorry, Chief Swan. I guess I didn't realize I was going so fast," Edward explained. I felt his hand slide across mine in a protective manner. I think he knew if my dad saw it was me with him we'd both be in trouble.

"It's even more dangerous to be going so fast when you have a passenger with you. I'm not a fan of motorcycles and I'd rather keep our newest doctor around for a while."

"Yes, Sir, I understand. I promise it won't happen again," he assured.

"Who is it you have with you anyway?" my dad wondered. "Miss, can you look this way?" I tried to pretend like I didn't hear him but he asked me again and I begrudgingly turned my head. The shocked and angry expression on my dad's face was proof enough I was in big trouble. If he could he'd probably lock me up for life.

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