A/N: Twilight and all it's characters belong to the great Stephenie Meyer. I just use them to my imagination.

Thank you my amazing beta Aurora18. This story would be just one long run-on sentence without you! LOL ;)

This story is rated M for Language, Possible Violence, Sexual content, and Adult Situations.

EPOV

"ALICE!"

"Why are you yelling Edward?" snapped my tiny pixie sister Alice.

"Why does my bag feel heavier than it did last night when I packed it?"

Alice was standing in the arched doorway of my home and I rolled my eyes as she huffed and placed her hands on her tiny hips with an irritated look on her face.

"…Because Edward you never know when you may need an extra outfit." She made it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Leaning against the side of my car, I dropped my head and pinched the bridge of my nose as I attempted to explain to her for the thousandth time, "Alice, I'm going to the cabin for the weekend, why would I need three extra pair of jeans and shoes?" I was seriously beginning to question her sanity.

Her ridiculous response was, "You're right. Let me grab one more pair."

Even though I thought she was crazy and knew I would definitely not need the extra pants and shoes, I kissed her cheek and told her I would see her on Monday when I returned. I hopped into my trusty 2008 Dodge Charger (because the newer models look a little feminine) and began to take the hour drive to my little cabin in the woods right outside of Seattle.

My name is Edward Cullen. I am the twenty-four year old founder and CEO of The Cullen Group, one of the only complete entertainment production companies in the world. We produce music, movies, Broadway plays and television sitcoms. After graduating at the top of my class from NYU with two degrees for my double major in music and film I jumped straight into the entertainment business.

I am part of a close knit family. My father, Carlisle Cullen, is one of the most prominent and high profiled heart surgeons in America. At the moment, he is working as the Chief of Staff at Seattle General.

Being involved in music has always been my dream. As a kid I would watch my fathers' face light up like a Christmas tree as he told stories of the cases he was working on at the time. The pure joy he got from saving lives and helping people; I wanted that. It wasn't the same but I knew I wanted to be able to feel a real sense of accomplishment when I worked. I wanted to be able to feel the elation of developing such magnificent pieces of music from scratch. My father was great at what he did and naturally, I wanted to be great too.

I'm the second child of three. There's my older brother Emmett he's twenty-six years old and he plays professional football for the Seattle Sea Hawks. We were quite different growing up, while I was playing with my toy piano making noises, Emmett had a football permanently glued to his hand. He's the funniest and most protective person I know. You mess with Emmett and he'll brush it off, but if you mess with those he loves, well, you may lose some limbs.

And he can-, no probably will eat you out of house and home.

Then there is my meddlesome, fashion designer, pixie of a sister Alice. She's twenty-two years old and just had her Fairy Dust clothing line picked up by Macy's. She can be the sweetest person you've ever met but also fierce when she needs to be. I also think she has a continuous supply of Red Bull running through her system.

That girl has way too much energy.

My parents Esme and Carlisle have been married for nearly thirty years. Esme is the kind of woman who would give you the shirt off her back; she's a giver and never asks for anything in return. She's always been the sweet motherly type, but she can be a fierce momma bear when she needs to be.

My family calls me a recluse but it's not true, I'd just rather stay in and compose music or watch a Will Ferrell or Steve Carrell film. I work five days a week and travel when I'm needed to oversee a project, but I make sure to keep the weekends for me and my family.

This weekend I am driving out to my cozy little cabin in the woods. If you want to call a cabin with five bedrooms four bathrooms complete with a Jacuzzi and barbeque deck, small and cozy...

I do.

It's sort of like a vacation for me. It's my own little getaway on demand. It's great that my family love it too. I'm single, and I never bring women back to this place. Even when I dated Tanya, which didn't last long, I never brought her back here.

I'm not a player by any means; in fact Tanya was my first real girlfriend. Our relationship felt more like an obligation though, since the only reason I started dating her in the first place was because my siblings talked me into it. She was a family friend who was single and I was single and not dating anyone.

You do the math…

I suppose I've never really dated anyone.

I've never really been interested in any of the women who have approached me in the past. I knew they were only really interested in me either for my money, body or status in the media. Or maybe all three, it didn't matter, I always turned them down.

Emmett was convinced I was gay.

So one night a while ago while we all sat with Tanya's family after one of my mother's dinner parties, they discussed how we were both single and should date, foolishly I decided to give it a try.

What a big mistake that was...

After two weeks she started to act like we were going to settle down. She began to plan our wedding and engagement party, when I had never even proposed, I actually never planned to. I wasn't in love with Tanya and wasn't even sure if I really thought of her romantically. So when she starting thinking of baby names for our future children, I had to let her know it wasn't working out. We had only dated for about a month and rarely even kissed so I was surprised when she pitched a fit over our break-up.

Sorry but it had to be done.

Actually no, I'm not sorry.

I have not tried dating again since, and that was about six months ago.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I get closer to the woods and see all the lush green trees. I love the forest, it's so full of mystery and unseen life, and it felt really good to get away. Even with the storm coming in, the scenery was beautiful.

As I was driving down the open stretch of the dirt track, I spotted what looked like an old abandoned vehicle. As I got closer I could see that there was a woman standing outside of the truck and she looked like she was having some car trouble. I pulled to the side of the road across from her and parked my car. I got out and began to walk toward her. She was still turned away from me so I was unable to completely see her face, but from behind and through her not-too-tight clothing I could tell that she had a beautiful body. She had curves in all the right places, and a perfect ass.

This was new. I rarely took notice of a woman's figure, but there was just something about the way she stood there with a slight sway to her hips. It was almost like she was unconsciously dancing to music in her head, but it was so subtle you could tell that she wasn't really. It was just something about the way she moved, it was so natural, I noticed that she had yet to notice me, but when I got within five feet of her she turned around, and I stopped mid-step.

Shit…

She was absolutely beautiful. Not just beautiful, but stunning. She had long, silky, dark brown hair with natural loose curls, big brown expressive eyes, and full, plump, pink kissable lips all set in creamy pale heart-shaped face. When I realized I was staring, I cleared my throat to speak.

"Hi there, looks like you might need some help. Are you having some car trouble?" I stammered in a low voice.

She just stared for a moment longer and I hoped I hadn't frightened her. "Hello. Yes, if it's not of any inconvenience, I could really use your help." She has the voice of an angel, so soft and low. The pink blush beginning to form on her round cheeks just made her even more stunning.

I smiled at her and responded, "No it's no problem at all. My name's Edward." I introduced myself while extending my hand.

She placed her small soft hand in mine, cleared her throat and said, "Hi, I'm Bella."

"Beautiful Bella," I muttered. I think she heard me because she blushed even more while a slow, sweet smile crept onto her face.

"Now what seems to be the problem, do you have a flat?" I asked her.

"Umm….no. I don't know what happened. It just kind of sputtered and stopped on me. Luckily I was able to pull over to the side of road before it stopped completely."

"Well let's see what we're able to do. It's going to be raining soon and I wouldn't want you to get soaked."

She smiled and mumbled a quiet "thank you," while I checked under the hood. I knew nothing about cars besides how to change a tire, pump gas, and add water if it's needed. Other than that, I was pretty much a lost cause.

I sheepishly began to rub the back of my neck, while I admitted I had no idea what I was doing.

"It's ok; I'll just call for a tow truck."

She grabbed her cell, but after a few attempts she realized she had no reception. After checking my cell I came to the same conclusion.

"Um…I was headed to my cabin just a few miles away. I have a land line there and you can use it if you like." Her eyes went wide with my suggestion, but I continued before she could deny me.

"Look, I know you don't know me and shouldn't trust a complete stranger, but I promise I'm a good guy and not like….a psycho killer or anything."

She looked down at her shoes while placing her hands in her back pockets and shifted side to side. She smiled softly then bit into her lower lip, "Yes please. Look, it's ok, I don't know why, but for some reason I trust you."

It started to rain then. I told her she could put her things in my car, just incase someone comes by, I didn't want her coming back to find her things had been stolen. After placing her two large duffle bags and a few small boxes in the trunk of my car, I opened the passenger side door for her and we were on our way.

The drive was peaceful while Debussy played in the background. I looked at Bella and she had her head leant back on the head rest with her eyes closed and a serene smile on her face. She was so beautiful.

And those lips. All the dirty things I wanted to do those lips. They look so soft and sweet. I wanted to kiss them, lick them, taste them, bite them…

I cleared my throat and attempted to discreetly adjust my hard-on before she noticed.

I wondered if she had a boyfriend. The possibility that she may have a boyfriend gave me knots in the pit of my stomach. I wasn't really sure why; I barely knew this girl, but I knew that I wanted to get to know her.

"Do you like Debussy?" I asked her, trying hard not stare.

"Yes. Clare De Lune is my favorite. My mom and I used to play it all the time on repeat when we would have girls' nights at home. Before we watched a romance film she would give me facials and paint my nails. I was never really interested in being the girly girl, but I did it to appease her. It made her happy."

"Your mom sounds like my sister. I don't know how many times she's tried to convince us to get manicures. She would stomp her foot when we denied her by saying men should have pretty hands too." I chuckled at the memory.

Bella laughed. She had a beautiful laugh.

I was also a little surprised she hadn't recognized me. My face has been plastered all over the TV and every gossip magazine known to man. I thought it was a good thing. I could just be myself with her.

After talking for a while we sat in a comfortable silence until we pulled up to the cabin.

"Wow, this is more like a mansion than a cabin. It is so beautiful." Bella comments in awe.

"Thank you. This is my home away from home. I like to call it my vacation on demand."

"I would love to have a vacation on demand," she stated in a wistful tone.

"Yeah, I just really love to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city every now and then. Get away and relax you know? It's so peaceful in these woods, the sounds of the birds chirping, the wind blowing through the trees; I love it here."

She looked at me like she knew exactly how I felt. "I can tell you love it by the way you describe it."

I smiled to myself at how sensitive and kind she seemed to be, she seemed perfect.

"Come on in. The phone is just right through the kitchen on the left."

As she walked past me to get to the kitchen, I got a whiff of what smelled like sweet strawberries. I began to lean in towards her and had to catch myself before I reached out to touch her. I don't know what it was about this beautiful woman, but she had all my senses on high alert.

All of them…

After coming back to bring my bag in from the car, I heard her call out my name. I loved the way she said my name.

I walked toward the kitchen to find her leaning against the wall with the cordless phone in her hand.

"Yes Bella?"

"Ummm….I'm sorry but I think there's something wrong with the phone." She looked a little nervous but at the same time so adorable.

As I walked toward her she held the phone out for me to inspect. After a while, I realized that there was no battery in the phone. My mind immediately went back to the time a few months ago when my family had visited, Emmett borrowed the battery for some other electronic gadget he had at the time, probably his game console.

This was definitely a face palm moment.

I brought this beautiful girl all the way back to my home to use the land line, and she can't even use it. She's going to think I tricked her to get her here.

"Bella I am so sorry, but I swear I forgot my idiot brother borrowed the battery and I did not just say that to get you here."

She must have saw that I was beginning to panic, so she placed her delicate little hand on my arm to calm me. I felt that same tingling feeling as before. "It's ok Edward. I believe you. I just really need to figure out something quickly, because it has already started to rain and a storm is coming soon."

I cleared my throat, "Well, I don't mean to sound forward or anything, but we are both kind of out of options at the moment. There are four guest bedrooms, two of which have en-suite bathrooms, and you are free to pick anyone you want until the storm clears. And I promise to remain a complete gentleman."

"I couldn't possibly impose," she said quietly while looking up at me through those long full lashes while biting her full bottom lip.

Fuck….

I barely held back a groan and I tried really hard not to shuffle my legs due to the sudden tightening of my pants.

"You wouldn't be imposing Bella. I actually really enjoy your company."

She blushed and gave me a shy smile. "Well ok, but only if you're sure."

"Trust me. I'm sure."

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