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Chapter 4

Edward wandered through the hallways late into the night, hoping he looked like the proprietary owner rather than a paranoid Director of Security. No one seemed to think it strange that Edward, who never worked more than thirty hours a week before, was now stalking the halls like a man bent on worldwide domination.

Gradually, the plant had emptied, the parking lot vacated. Now it was time. Time to hunt his prey.

He went to the research center and picked his spot carefully. The bed across from room number eight. It sounded like a bad cable movie. Typical Thursday night his head, tossing the thought aside, then reaching over, he shut off the lights. Instantly, the room was blanketed with empty darkness. He settled on the bed, crossing his arms against his chest.

Eleven...midnight. Still nothing. He tossed and turned on the mattress, wishing for the familiar bed in his semi-large apartment. Another thunder storm raged outside, the cooling masses pressing against the heated air. Nothing to worry about. Finally, convinced he was paranoid and all was right with the world, Edward fell asleep, dreaming of lavender, and chocolate brown eyes.

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Determined to have a solid alibi, Bella decided to work in her office until midnight, or until her bode quit, whichever came first. To be honest, the world was getting a little hazy and she wasn't exactly sure what was what. Could be the early onset of a cold. She should have stocked up on Vitamin C. That would be first to go on her grocery list.

She made due with two cold tablets followed with cold bottle of water. Her throat was slightly on the soar side, making it hard to swallow. her voice had dropped two octaves since this afternoon and soon it would be gone altogether.

Sitting there with nothing really to do, her mind wondered. 'What's Edward's deal? Why does it feel like he's trying to figure me out? Maybe he just wants what he can't have. I have to admit he looks good. Dammit Bella get a grip, you can't give in. Men are all the same. They use you then toss you aside. Besides Edward acts like an ass ninety-five percent of the time. I can't denied he has a nice ass'

Feeling a little giddy, she did a short bump and grind to get into her sleep shirt and shorts.

By the time she reached the third floor, she was pretty well wiped. Walking like the zombie she felt, returning to the room she'd been in the night before. Pulling her pillow from her backpack, she inhaled the soothing lavender with a heavy sigh. At least she could still breath. She collapsed on the bed and then climbed under the crisp clean white sheets. Her eyes felt so heavy, sleep was so close. Thank God for Cullen Beds.

O~O~O~O~O~O A few hours later O~O~O~O~O~O~

Lime borderline lemon begins. Skip Don't read this part if you dislike this type of writing.

Go where it says end of lime/lemon.

There was a hand on her right breast. A possessive hand. Bella smiled drowsily at the familiar warmth. Jacob always did have a perfect sense of timing. The alarm began to beep, and Bella reached over to shut it off. then she rolled closer to him, basking in the heat that radiated from. Ah...he felt so good. Slowly her fingers crept underneath his pajama shirt to find hard muscles beneath. it must be the gym. She had told him it would pay off. his lips trailed over her neck, and she could smell his new cologne. It was milder than what he usually wore, but underneath she could smell him. Strong, bold, masculine. She tried to open her eyes, but she felt too lazy, too adored. Diving into this warm pool of hedonism, Bella simply let him dally at her neck. Never had she felt so hot. It was like fire everywhere his lips touched.( To make this clear, Bella is still half asleep. I hope this makes sense)

She wrapped her arms around him, bringing him fully on top of her. With a contented sigh, she adsorbed his weight, his strength. Her hands splayed over his back, over his ass. There she lingered, wondering why she never noticed exactly how built he was. Tomorrow she would tell him. Or today. How ever you wanted to look at it.

Then his soft warm lips took hers in a kiss that was to die for. Never had she been kissed like this. It held so much passion and lust. She felt so alive as sparks traveled through out her body. She wondered if he felt this to. She had never let him kiss her before she had brushed her teeth, but today she didn't want to move. Didn't want to leave this marvelous world of kissing. And soon she was responding to his kiss and for got all about her morning breath. It felt amazing to just live in the moment.

He pushed up her shirt, and she felt cool air against her overheated flesh. but soon his hands were there, hard and daring. Everywhere they touched her, she responded. It was as if she was new, unfamiliar. His hands cupped her breast, and his fingers stroked her eager buds. She arched her back, wanting more of his ardent attention. The air felt thick and heavy, the blackness like a balm. All was quiet, except for the sound of his breath. Steady and strong.

She felt detached from her body, the sensations so intense that she could no longer separate each new touch. His hips pressed against her and moaned. A heavy ache beat like a pulse between her thighs. Feeling very excited, she wrapped her legs around him and ground her hips tight.

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The line between reality and his dream was getting all blurred now. Edward's logical brain was shouting for him to wake up. His primordial brain had abandoned all principles and just wanted more. her hands were not shy at all, exploring his chest and stomach with a sureness that made him burn. She was a flame that he held in his arms; everywhere she touched, his turned to fire. And against his neck, her lips whispered a promise of paradise. he could smell her, smell the lavender, the musky arousal that even her perfume could not mask. her magic fingers unbuttoned his fly and then slowly slid beneath his boxer briefs, and she laughed, low, and husky.

"Jacob" she whispered against his neck, as if just his name delighted her.

Jacob?

Jacob?

Edward opened his eyes and stared into wanton brown eyes that glowed fever-bright with desire. He had tasted the heat of her lips. he had felt breast heavy in his hands, Still, her voice played in his head.

Jacob?

With legs slightly unsteady, Edward ignored all his instincts, climbed out of the bed and turned on the lights. the sight of her bare pale white porcelain skin was mesmerizing. His stubble had left red streaks on her silk skin. Marks of possession. Edward wasn't a man who thought in terms of possession, hell, he prided himself on having a few as possible, but this morning there it was. His mark. he could do nothing but stare, his body protesting the space between them. He was a fool.

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The fog lifted from her gaze and her face froze in horror. "Mr. Cullen" she gasped, pulling her shirt down and gathering the covers around her. She looked the picture of naive innocence. Edward remembered the way she had stoked him earlier and thought the Victorian modesty bit was way overdone.

"I think you can call me Edward" he said with what he hoped was a reassuring smile. Unfortunately, her eyes flashed sexual harassment. What was the law, anyway? he wondered to himself.

Bella pulled the sheet tight around her, an extra layer of protection over her shirt and shorts. "Let's just forget this moment ever happened. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get dressed"

Oh, please " You are dressed" he said in a calm, nonthreatening voice "Look, this was nothing more than a case of mistaken identity."

She tried to climb out of the bed, but the sheet kept coming untucked, and she wouldn't let go. he held a hand, but she scooted away from him.

"Don't touch me" As if he were some sort of monster. Jeez, who had climbed into bed with whom here? And why was she here? " Look, I'm sorry. Okay? But this isn't a big deal"

She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood. Then she braced a hand behind her on the bedpost and closed her eyes. for a second he thought she was going to faint. She opened her eyes, taking a deep breath. Shooting him a glare as she spoke.

"Not a big deal? You are such a man"

He jammed his hands into his pockets "A fact you were perfectly happy with about fifteen minutes ago" Direct hit. Her face flushed fir-engine red.

She blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "I expect a co-worker to behave with a bit of decorum, but obviously in your case, that's too much to ask. And now, if you'll excuse me me, I'm leaving"

"Who's Jacob?" he questioned.

"None of your business" She shuffled out the door with quite a bit of dignity behind her.

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Edward spent the early morning hours locked in his office, waiting for a decent hour to make a call. Tonight, when he had a cold beer in his hand and a cold shower nearby, he would linger over the surprising aggressiveness of Miss Isabella Swan and her perky round breasts, but right now he needed to put Cullen Beds first. He picked up the phone and dialed, hoping he hadn't screwed up too badly.

"Hello"

"Hey, Jasper, this is Edward. Listen, I need to ask you a lawyer question"

"Shoot"

"It's about sexual harassment laws"

"Did you get yourself in trouble?" Jasper asked quietly.

"God, I hope not... I don't think so. It's Dad's company, not mine. Last thing I want is to mess it up"

"Um, this a consensual situation?"

Now that was the million-dollar question. He had no idea. Edward told Jasper what happened and the sighed as he wrapped up the sorry tale.

"Could I get her to sign a waiver or something?" he asked, and immediately thought of her nonexistent sense of humor, and figured it'd be easier to herd cats than get a signature from her, but he'd do whatever he had to.

"A waiver? Edward relax. You're fine. If she starts making noises, call me back. But I don't see a case there" Edward let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thanks"

"Don't mention it. Haven't seen you since you got back into town. What are you up next?"

"Cowboy"

"Rodeo? Whoa, dogies"

"Nope. Just roping and stuff"

"Still, pretty cool. Hey, what are you doing tomorrow? The guys are going to Forest-Green to check out their hiking gear. Got a big trip planned in a couple of weeks. you gotta come"

Edward leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the desk. Hiking, now that he could handle.

"Sounds like fun"

"That's great. See you on Saturday then" Jasper said and then hung up.

One bullet dodged.

Edward put down the phone and swiveled his chair to face the window. What was he doing here? Downtown Seattle. Rain. Buildings everywhere. Being a businessman really was the pits so far. Out on the range, there was only the wind and the sky. And the last thing a cowboy had to worry about was sexual harassment.

Damn, Just my lucky.

There you go, another chapter complete. If you have taken the time to read this, then by all means, please, send a review. It would mean so much to me.