A/N:

I do not own twilight!

Just the i write on the page!


Flashback:

"Uh wifey"

"Don't call me that," I snapped

"Well then never mind" The smirk on his face had me a bit worried

'I'm a Barbie girl

In a Barbie world

Life is plastic it's fantastic'

The jingle caught my attention imnediately

"ALICE"

"What the hell lower your voice geez" He whined clutching his head

"You shut it I need to find my phone"

I began digging through the pile of blankets my fingers brushed agents the smooth surface of my phone.

"GOT IT"

"GOOD LORD" Jasper yelled

"sorry" I whispered back

"Ali you have know idea how great it is to hear your beautiful voice what the hell happened last night?" I asked her

"Uh I was hoping you knew and is rose with you?"

"Uh no I'm here with…someone"

"Who's there with you…gasp did you bring a guy to the hotel room?"

"No I'm not at our hotel room…are you?"

I questioned

"Yeah…Where could rose be?"

"Wait a dag gone minute sugar now she could be with my buddy in our hotel room. If they are I'm surprised they made it there though they would get it on in the limo."

"What"

"Bella Marie Swan who they fuck was that"

"Long story tell you all about it when we get rose kay?"

Flashback Ends:

"Ow god damn it" I shout

"What in the name of Sam Heck are you doin jumpin around like a chicken with it's head cut off?"

"What does that even mean?" I huff " Is that you attempting to be charming with you funny remarks and charming twang."

"Well ill be dernd at least you know the word twang I'd hate to learn I married a Yankee."

"I'm not from New York I don't like the Yankees"

"No sweetheart a Yankee is a northerner" he explains "Someone not from the south"

"What makes you think I'm a Yankee?"

He looks back at me as he reaches for the door his hat tipped forward like a true Casanova. His eyes lift up to mine from the ground the toothpick between his lips shifts with a crooked grin.

"It's a long list darlin you sure we got enough time."

I brush a strand of hair out of my face and glance up at him the frustration inside of me is building like the pressure inside of a volcano I can feel the smoke billowing from my ears as my face heats up. I was gifted with a blush my grandma once told me…"men in my day loved a women who had a nice blush thought it was innocent."

"Can we just leave?" I huffed my top about to blow.

"Sure thing"

He pulled the door open and held it there I was just about to ask him what he was doing when he motioned for me to go first.

"Ya commin or what?"

"…ya"

I can honestly say I was surprised the last time a guy opened the door in front of me was to run me over and get to the next class my freshman year of high school.

As we entered the elevation I saw something peek out from under his shirt.

"So where are we headed darlin?"

"Alice told me to meet her on the strip there's supposed to be a starbucks a couple blocks from here."

My feet were starting to kill me I couldn't take it anymore.

"okay, okay time out pull the fuck over just stop my feet are killing me"

"Well maybe you should have worn shoes"

"well maybe if I could have found them befor you checked us out"

"Fine"

He stepd in front of me with his back facing my front.

"Hop on"

"What?"

"Hop on I want to get some coffee and if it means carrying you then so be it now hop on"

10 minutes later and Edward lowers me to the ground.

"Here we are"


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