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Chapter 3

EPOV

"Ohhhh Edward...yea…oh yes, I'm almost there."

Tanya's strawberry blonde curls bounced around her face that was contorted in pleasure. I lay back against the bed as she continued to ride me.

I started to feel her walls clench around my cock just as my phone started to vibrate on the table next to the king size bed. I reached for my phone and checked the caller I.D. Just as I finished reading the familiar name that flashed on the screen of my phone, I felt Tanya's hands smack against my bare chest.

"What the hell?! Edward, can't you stop looking at your phone for like five fucking minutes, so that I can finally complete an orgasm? God you are such an asshole." She rolled off me and stomped off into the bathroom of the hotel we were staying in. I had never brought Tanya back to my apartment. I didn't mind having sex with her, but the last thing I needed was for her to think that we were destined for each other or some shit. As she slammed the door shut, I flipped open my cell and started to read the message from Emmett.

Get your ass over here!

I sighed and rolled off the bed. I managed to find my discarded boxers among the piles of clothes surrounding the bed. I pulled them on as I walked over to the glass sliding door that led to a private balcony. It was still unseasonably cold for the end of summer, but I had grown accustomed to the weather Port Angeles threw at its inhabitants. I ran my fingers through my disheveled bronze hair as I stared out of the window.

The last thing I wanted to do was go deal with Emmett.

I continued to stare out at the skyline of Port Angeles when I heard Tanya finally come out of the bathroom. I didn't acknowledge her presence until she was pressed against my back, snaking her arms around my waist.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you," she mumbled against my back, "I know how stressful your life can be."

I sighed as I took a hold of wrists and wormed my way out of her grip. I ran a hand through my hair as I turned to face her.

"Listen Tanya, the last few weeks were…nice. But I just don't have time for this."

"Oh, well I know Emmett needs you right now, so we can finish what we started when you get back," she smiled as she traced the contours of my abs with her fingernail. I sighed; this was going to be more difficult than I thought.

"No Tanya, I mean I don't have time for you…at all." I stared right into her eyes as I spoke, hoping she would understand this time. I watched, feeling no emotions, as tears welled up in her baby blues eyes. "Listen I have to go, Emmett needs me," I moved away from the window in attempt to find my clothes scattered on the floor. Tanya never turned around or spoke another word to me as I dressed and gathered my belongings and headed out the door.

After paying for the room, I stepped out onto the street into the blinding sunlight. I stood for a second trying to get my eyes adjusted to the bright light, before I paid the valet to retrieve my car.

It was ten minutes later before I saw my silver Volvo pull up to the curb.

"What the fuck took so long?" I nearly growled as the valet pressed my keys into my hand.

"Uhh…I'm sorry sir. Traffic was…"

"I don't give a damn what traffic was like." I walked over to the driver's side, "Don't expect a fucking tip," I spat at him before I slipped into the driver's seat and out of sight.

I sped away from the curb, nearly running over an old lady in my haste to make it to my apartment.

I arrived five minutes later, hopping out of my car, and tossing my keys to the startled looking valet outside of my building.

Once inside my apartment, I stripped and headed straight for the shower. Before hopping into the warm water, I glanced at my phone again.

I had 17 text messages and 3 voice mails, all from Emmett no less.

Well he could shut the fuck up. I was taking a shower before I headed out. I stepped into the running water and instantly felt calm. The water relaxed my taunt muscles and washed away all of worry about dealing with Emmett. It wasn't that I feared Emmett, I grew up with him, but the amount of texts and calls I received within the last 15 minutes I knew he was pissed, and I knew I didn't want to deal with him when he was in one of his moods.

I stepped out of the shower a little later and wrapped a towel around my waist. I stepped into the master bedroom that attached to the bath, in search for something to wear. Throwing on a dark t-shirt and some dark washed jeans, I discarded my towel on my bed, ran a hand through my wet hair, grabbed my phone, and was out the door. Keeping Emmett waiting for too long was like poking the sleeping bear, not good.

My car was being pulled up to the curb as I stepped outside. I slid a twenty into the kid's hand as I retrieved my keys from him.

In no time I was across town, parking my Volvo, and walking into the bar where Emmett liked to meet. I nodded at the bartender who was wiping glasses with a dirty rag. I headed to the door in the back marked 'Private'.

I pushed open the door to the familiar, "WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN CULLEN?!" and knew that this meeting wasn't going to be pleasant.

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