Disclaimer: Twilight character names belong to Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended. All characterizations, plot lines, backgrounds and details belong to Bella Baby24. Plagiarism is bad. Just say no.

Disclaimer 2: I am not responsible for anyone trying these crazy ideas in real life. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, do not try this stuff at home. It's fun to read about Bella's book and the fantasies she has for revenge, but it's not funny in real life. It may lead to a criminal record and it makes you look sad. Don't be THAT girl. Take a note from Bella and write down all of your revenge ideas.

2005 (2 1/2 Years Before Prologue)

I was jarred awake by the pilot's announcement to return all seats to the upright position. The three-hour flight from Chicago to Denver allowed me to catch-up on my sleep. I had been so nervous about my impending reunion with my the Cullens that I had not slept well the night before.

Once I had made the decision to visit Carlisle and Esme, I called Esme and asked her if she would be interested in seeing me. I had not seen her or Carlisle since my mother died, twenty years ago. It would be a gross understatement to say Esme was excited to see me. She squealed and started demanding my travel information. When I asked Esme about a hotel near her home, she informed me that I would be staying in the Cullen home and that I would be welcome for as long as I wanted to stay.

Tears filled my eyes as Esme's warm voice told me that she loved me and couldn't wait to see me. It had been so long since I had a supportive parental figure, that her warmth was surprising and overwhelming. Since Renee had died, I was left with Charlie. While Charlie had loved me in his own way, he was never outwardly affectionate. Further, my in-laws were not warm people. Momma Liz and Edward, Sr. made Charlie look like an over-affectionate parent. I was looking forward to being surrounded by people who genuinely and outwardly cared for each other.

After the plane landed at Denver International Airport, I picked up my luggage and made my way to over to obtain my rental car. I was thrilled to receive a black Infiniti M35. As far as rental cars went, it was well maintained and comfortable. With my luggage in the trunk, I made my way towards Cherry Hills Village, a suburb of Denver that Esme and Carlisle lived in.

I was enchanted with the bright blue Colorado sky and sunshine. It was a nice break from the overcast skies of Chicago. The drive to the Cullen home allowed me to take in the landscape and appreciate the mountains in the backdrop.

I pulled up to a large stone home in an affluent gated community. My hands were shaking with nerves and anticipation. I took a few deep breaths, exited the Infiniti, and made my way to the door to ring the doorbell. After a few moments, a small woman answered the door. She had mid-length, wavy caramel hair and hazel eyes. Her mouth stretched into a wide smile as she looked at me.

"Bella, darling. It is so wonderful to see you!" Esme exclaimed as she pulled me into a tight hug. "You look just like Renee did at your age. The only difference is the eyes. Your eyes are a chocolate brown where Renee's were hazel."

"Aunt Esme," I breathed. "I have missed you so much!"

"Come on, darling. Let's get your luggage up to your room and relax before Carlisle, Emmett, and Alice get here," Esme directed.

After Esme showed me to my room, we sat in the kitchen and drank some coffee. Esme started to fill me in on what was happening in the Cullens' lives while we were waiting for Carlisle, Emmett, and Alice to arrive.

Carlisle is currently the Chief of Pediatric Surgery at The Denver Children's Hospital. Esme was quite proud as she explained to me how the hospital has been recognized as one of the top 10 children's hospitals in the nation for over a decade. Last year, it was ranked number seven. Carlisle was constantly striving to improve the hospital so that it would rank in the top five.

Esme herself is a board member of The Children's Hospital Foundation. She directly contributes to the success of the Children's Hospital by helping with volunteer organization and fundraising. From what Esme said, I gathered that she hosts and plans numerous fundraising events with the help of Alice.

According to Esme, Alice started her own event planning business after she graduated from the University of Colorado. She was making a name for herself in the Denver-Metro area by planning numerous weddings and parties. Additionally, Alice volunteers her services as an event planner to help set up galas and silent auctions for the Children's Hospital and the Make-A-Wish Foundation.

Emmett is currently working at an advertising firm downtown. Esme said that he enjoys his work and could sell ice cubes to an eskimo. Additionally, Emmett is a founding member of the Colorado Young Professionals Advisory Council. The council is comprised of young professionals under the age of 35 who are dedicated to raising awareness and funds for the Make-A-Wish Foundation.

As Esme continued to tell me about her family, I couldn't help but notice how the entire family was involved in charity work. I questioned, "Esme, is there a reason that your entire family is involved with children's charities?"

Esme smiled and answered, "Bella, your entire family has always been heavily involved in different charities throughout the metro area. Your grandfather was a surgeon for the University of Colorado and he volunteered at the Children's hospital. Your grandmother continually offered assistance at the Denver Rescue Mission, which is a homeless shelter and soup kitchen. They passed their charitable spirit onto Carlisle and Renee.

"As a child, Carlisle chose to volunteer at the Children's Hospital with his dad. We chose to continue the family tradition with Emmett and Alice. However, Renee always went off and did her own thing. She volunteered at the hospital and the Ronald McDonald House in town. Renee used to take you along to the Ronald McDonald House. Do you remember?"

I opened my wallet to reveal a picture of Renee and I standing by a Ronald McDonald sign in a house. Sliding the picture across the counter to Esme, I said, "I don't remember volunteering with Mom. When I was a teenager, I found this picture in one of the boxes in our attic. It became one of my favorite pictures of my mom because of how large her smile is. Ever since then, I have been heavily involved in the Ronald McDonald House Charity. Sure, I appreciate all the work that the house does for families, but it also helps me feel close to my mom."

Esme smiled and pulled me into a hug. "You truly are a Cullen, Bella," she softly said.

-o-o-o-

Esme and I were interrupted by Alice coming through the kitchen door. She was a gorgeous little pixie with dark hair styled into a spiky bob. Her large hazel eyes were filled with laughter. As Alice ran up to hug me, I noticed how she could not have been taller than 5'2''. It was strange to have someone around who was smaller than my 5'4''.

"Bella!" Alice squealed as she hugged me tightly. "I am so excited you're here. We are going to have a wonderful time together, I just know it."

I laughed as I thought of Esme's prior description of Alice. It did appear that she was bouncy and extremely outgoing. "Alice," I replied with a wink towards Esme. "Aunt Esme here has given me the Christmas card update on the family. So what's the real deal?"

Alice's face lit up and she quickly pulled me down to one of the barstools by the kitchen island. "Bella, it's true that Mom and Dad are quite saint like. However, what they won't tell you is their scandalous standing in the neighborhood."

Esme gasped and swatted Alice with a spoon. "There is no need to bring up that Mary Alice!"

Alice dodged the wooden spoon and laughed out, "Of course there is. It's the only thing I can say about you that isn't completely nice. If I'm going to out Emmett and myself, I might as well out you."

"Well anyway," Alice continued, "At the last neighborhood party, Mom tackled Paige Green into the Elway's koi pond. Mom is good friends with Janet and really doesn't like John's new fiance. So when Paige was flirting with Dad, she knocked her into the pond."

Alice must have noticed my confused face because she sighed and continued, "John Elway is a former quarterback for the Broncos. He and his wife Janet lived next door to us for years before their divorce. So now the neighborhood is torn on whether they like Janet or Paige best. Mom is the first one to resort to physical violence!"

Esme snorted out, "Yes, well I don't react well to former NFL cheerleaders throwing themselves at my husband." I could have sworn she mumbled "Tramp" under her breath.

Through my giggles, I asked Alice, "So besides Esme's aversion to NFL cheerleaders, what else should I know?"

"Well, Emmett is a teddy bear, but a huge man-whore," Alice stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

Esme gasped out, "Alice!"

Alice just shook her head and replied, "What? You know it's true. He and his two friends, Felix and Alec, like to think that they are God's-gifts-to-women. They all work for the same advertising firm and like to practice their 'selling-skills' on unsuspecting ladies. Usually, they bet on what the outcome will be.

"In all fairness, I should say that I have been seeing Felix seriously for about six months. So he really has calmed down on the whole douche-bag persona. He is a tool at times, but I love him anyways," Alice stated.

"That's what you say," a loud voice boomed out. "I still think he's a douche!"

"Emmett!" Alice squealed as she ran over for a hug. When I looked over, the first thing I noticed was how huge Emmett was. He stood around 6'4'' and was pure muscle. He had dark curly hair and bright blue eyes that were filled with laughter.

"Hey Pixie Stick," Emmett laughed out. He turned to me and pulled me into a large bear hug, "Bells, we've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Emmy," I softly said. After I said the words, I realized how true they were. Even though I hadn't seen the Cullens since I was eight, I remember the feeling of family that surrounded them. Alice was my partner-in-crime and Emmett was always my big brother. I was looking forward to getting to know them better as adults.

We all laughed and joked as we finish preparing dinner. Carlisle walked in the door just as we were sitting down to eat. He was an attractive man with blond hair and blue eyes. His body was fit and he had a some gray hair at his temples that gave him a distinguished look. Carlisle walked right over to me and gave me a huge hug.

"Bella, you look just like your mother," he softly said. "I hope we'll get to know each other better during your stay. I'm sure Renee would love for us to become closer."

I agreed with Carlisle and we all sat down to eat. Halfway through the meal, Alice turned to me and asked, "So Bella, how long are you planning to stay with us?"

I finished chewing and answered, "I'm not sure yet. I originally planned to visit for two weeks, but I may stay longer."

I quickly turned to Esme and continued, "Don't worry, Esme. If I decide to stay past the two weeks we agreed on, I will find other living arrangements. I won't wear out my welcome."

Esme scoffed, "Bella, I meant it when I said you can stay as long as you like. Don't worry about wearing out your welcome."

Emmett laughed at Esme's tone and turned to me, "Seriously Bells, there is no use arguing with Momma Bear."

We all laughed before Carlisle asked, "Bella, what is it that you do that allows you to take extended vacations?"

I quickly told the Cullens about my divorce, journal, and book. I tried to keep the story upbeat, but I could tell by Esme's furious face that I had failed. I opened my mouth to continue the story, but was interrupted by two large fists banging on the table top.

I turned away from Esme to see a red-faced Emmett. He yelled, "Are you kidding me? That bastard had an affair with Tanya and expected you to stay with him? He better cover his balls if he runs into me. I'll castrate the bastard!"

I spent the next five minutes trying to calm Emmett down. Finally, I asked him to help me think of revenge plots for my book. Emmett seemed to be placated by the thought of inflicting bodily harm on Edward.

-o-o-o-

A few days passed and Emmett was still pissed about the Edward situation. Every time I would see him, his face would be scrunched-up in concentration. A couple times each hour, Emmett's face would light up as he came up with a revenge plot. Eventually, his face would fall and he would mutter under his breath about the idea not being good enough.

I was touched that Emmett was trying to think of things to do to the fictional Edward. At least, I hoped he was only going to want me to write about the pranks.

One afternoon the following week, Emmett came over to Carlisle and Esme's house with his laptop.

"Bells, get down here!" he bellowed. "I have the perfect idea and I need your help."

I ran downstairs to see Emmett sitting in front of the coffee table booting up his laptop. "What are you talking about Emmett?" I questioned.

"Bells, we are going to play a little prank on your ex. Don't worry, it's nothing too bad. However, it will be painful and will remind him of the risks involved with precarious fucking," Emmett explained.

I cautiously sat down next to Emmett and said, "Explain."

Emmett pulled up the inSPOT website on his computer. The website provides people with an anonymous way to notify past sexual partners that you have a STD.

"Emmett..." I started to say.

Emmet quickly interrupted me, "Bells, We aren't doing anything terrible. Edward needs to get tested anyways. All we're doing is sending him a friendly reminder. He'll freak out about possibly having a STD and run in to get tested."

"Isn't that a little mean, Emmy?" I asked.

Emmett started laughing when he noticed the glare on my face. "Yes. Bella, the guy was a total asshat to you. Won't you feel good that a doctor is going to shove a long Q-tip up Edward's pee-hole? Seriously, that shit hurts."

I started to giggle as I imagined Edward having to get tested for STDs. When we first started dating I made him get tested before I would sleep with him. He complained about that Q-tip test for days. Maybe this was a good idea.

It is anonymous, right?

"Okay, you've convinced me," I laughed out.

Emmett fist-pumped the air and boomed out, "Let's do this shit!"

Emmett and I selected an e-card that had pictures of screws on it and the following message, "I got screwed while screwing, you might have too. Check for STDs if you haven't recently. inSPOT."

We contemplated what personalized message to add to the e-card and decided on, "Hey, Sexy. I recently tested positive for a couple of STDs, including: Chlamydia, Hepatitis, and Herpes. Be sure to get checked out. Thanks for the hot sex!"

Emmett started cackling as he sit the send button. The website offered a calling service to insure that the recipient read the card. All we had to do now was wait three days before Emmett would call Edward and make sure he received the e-card.

Three days later, Emmett and I were calling Edward using a calling card, so that the number couldn't be traced. Emmett put the phone on speaker as it rang.

"Hello?" Edward's voice rang out.

"Hello. Is this Edward Masen?" Emmett asked in a professional tone.

After hearing Edward's affirmative answer, Emmett continued, "Hello Mr. Masen. This is Chris from inSPOT. I am calling you to confirm that you received an e-card from us three days ago?"

"An e-card? Why would you need to confirm that?" Edward asked.

Emmett replied in an exasperated tone, "Mr. Masen, inSPOT provides people with an anonymous method of informing past sexual partners that they may be at risk for a STD. Someone sent an e-card to your email address notifying you that you have been exposed to numerous STDs when they were contagious."

"What? Is this a joke?" Edward asked. "I was tested right after I ended my last sexual relationship."

Emmett sighed and answered, "Mr. Masen, many STDs are not detected until weeks or months after exposure. So unless you have tested at least six months after your last sexual relationship, there is a possibility that you received a false negative."

Edward's voice took on a panicked quality as he asked, "What am I supposed to get tested for? Who sent me this e-card?"

Emmett maintained his professional voice and said, "Mr. Masen, I am not at liberty to tell you who sent you the e-card or what it says. All I can tell you is that someone in the Chicago area sent you an e-card to the email address, . Please check your email for this e-card and go to our website to find a testing center near you."

"Thanks for nothing," Edward glumly replied.

"Your welcome and good luck," Emmett cheerfully replied before he hung up the phone.

After Emmett hung up the phone, I laughed until I had tears running down my face. I felt bad for making Edward worry, but then I remembered him fucking Tanya on her kitchen counter. Maybe he really did have something and Emmett just saved his life.

Good thing I got tested. There's no telling what diseases Edward or Tanya could have been carrying....

-o-o-o-

To celebrate our successful prank, Emmett and I decided to meet Alice, Felix, and Alec at one of their favorite bars, Lodo's. After calling Alice to question the dress code, I threw on a pair of skinny jeans, heeled stiletto boots, and a fitted maroon sweater. The outfit was casual, yet nice.

When we arrived at the bar, Alice and Felix were already there. Alice came up to give me a hug and introduced me to Felix. Felix was approximately six feet tall with blond hair and blue eyes. He had a slim build, but appeared to be fit. I couldn't help but notice how similar he looked to Jasper. However, when he opened his mouth to speak, I realized that Felix did not have Jasper's charm.

"So you must be the sexy long-lost cousin," Felix said as he openly leered at me.

"And that makes you the sleazy, reformed-player boyfriend right?" I questioned.

Felix laughed and looked at Emmet, "Alec is going to love her. Let's see if she can resist his game."

Emmett growled out, "He better stay away from Bella. She doesn't need someone like Alec panting after her."

"She is sitting right here and can determine who she is interested in," I snidely stated.

Felix and Emmett just laughed at me before they left to go order another round of drinks from the bar.

Alice leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Alec should be here shortly. He is fantastically sexy; however, he is a complete man-whore. He is charming and quick-witted. If you can manage to resist him for the night, you will have him eating out of the palm of your hand."

I just laughed out, "I'm sure I can resist him, Alice. I was married to one of the sexiest men alive. I strung him along for months before I let him take me out."

My voice trailed off as I noticed a gorgeous man enter the bar. He was at least 6'2'' with light brown hair and brown eyes (Think Ryan Reynolds, clean shaven). He had a lithe body that allowed me to see each muscle flex as he strolled towards the bar. The man was stealthy and dangerous. I wanted him.

Alice noticed me staring at the gorgeous man. She bumped my arm and whispered, "That is Alec."

I'm fucked...

"Shit, Alice," I whisper yelled. "The man is luscious. All I want to do is lick and bite him. I am going to have to seriously concentrate on not dropping my panties for him."

"Well, it looks like he wants you too," she answered.

I looked over towards the bar to see Alec lasciviously staring at me as he talked to Emmett and Felix. I just raised my eyebrow at him and turned back to Alice.

"I need some serious info, Alice. Does he have a big ego? What traps should I avoid?" I questioned.

Alice looked thoughtful and then she replied, "He thinks he is a sex god. He is all about one-night-stands and is never exclusive. I have never seen a girl that he is actively pursuing turn him down and he has quite a large ego because of it."

I noticed that the guys were headed back towards our table from the corner of my eye. Alice looked over at me and hurriedly whispered, "It should help if you remember that they probably made a bet about you at the bar."

Alec walked over, leaned in, and spoke softly in my ear, "You must be the lovely Bella. I'm Alec."

The feel of his breath on my neck was already driving me crazy. By his smug smirk, I knew that he noticed that the hairs on my neck were raised.

I purred back, "Nice to meet you, Alec."

God he smells so good.

I turned back to the table and joined in the group conversation. The six of us continued to joke and laugh as the night wore on. After a few rounds, Alec placed his hand on my thigh.

He leaned over and whispered, "You're such a gorgeous woman, Bella. Add in your sense of humor and I feel like I've met my dream girl."

Does that line actually work for him?

I placed my hand on his thigh and looked up and him through my lashes. "Really?" I questioned.

Alec ran his nose along my jaw up to my ear and whispered, "Really."

He is so sexy. I really just want to ride him all night. Must resist....

I laughed and snorted out, "I'm not sleeping with you, Alec."

Alec stopped running his hand over my thigh and raised his eyebrows in shock. "Really? I could show you a good time, Bella."

I'm sure you could...

"Well you see, Alec, I'm not sure you could," I answered in a bored tone.

Alec took my hand and ran it up his thigh until it rested on his large, hard package. "I'm sure you can now see how much fun we could have," he challenged.

Want to lick it....

I laughed again and answered, "Sure, you have a decent size dick. Do you know how to use it?"

At this point, I realized our entire table was watching our exchange. The three of them looked highly amused. I looked back to Alec and continued, "If I had to guess, I'd say you are a man who only has one-night stands. So while you may have an abundant amount of sex, I doubt you truly know how to please a woman. I'm looking for a man who knows what to do with a woman once he gets her into bed."

"I know what to do with women," Alec scoffed.

I turned to the group and asked, "How many of the women here tonight has Alec slept with?"

They looked around and Felix answered, "At least six."

"Thanks, Felix. You just proved my point," I lazily replied.

Alec replied in an annoyed tone, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, I haven't seen one woman throw herself at you and beg for another night. Actually, most of them look bored with you. If you are as good as you say you are, you would have women stalking you and begging you to come home with them. Yes, you may have game outside of the bedroom, but inside the bedroom you're a flop," I quipped.

Alec turned bright red and sulked as the table laughed at him. Emmett boomed out, "Damn, Bells. That was harsh."

As I was getting ready to leave the bar, I leaned over and whispered in Alec's ear, "Let me know when you've mastered the right skills. I'll be begging for a ride then."

I bit his earlobe and continued, "And trust me.... I'm a good ride." With a wink, I left the bar and a flabbergasted Alec.

-o-o-o-

The next few weeks passed by quickly. I spent most of the day with Esme learning about my mom. She would tell me stories about how they met in high school and roomed together in college. I was shown pictures of my mother in most stages of her life; however, it was the old home movies of her that I treasured most. It was surreal to hear Renee's voice and laughter again.

One video in particular held my interest. It was of Renee, the Cullens, and I at a lake. In the background, I could see paddle boats. I paused the video and quickly turned to Esme, "Where were we?"

"The Washington Park boathouse. Why?" she responded.

"The most vivid memory of Mom that I have is in a paddle boat out on that lake," I said through my tears. "How far away is it?"

"It's about 30 minutes away, Bella," Esme said as she reached out to hug me.

I decided that I would visit the boathouse tomorrow. It would be the perfect day to spend remembering my Mom.

The next morning, I threw on some comfy yoga pants and a sports-bra tank top. After programming the GPS in the Infiniti, I set off towards Washington Park. When I arrived at the park, I was stunned by its beauty. It was a large green oasis in the middle of the city. There were running trails, bridges, tennis courts, playgrounds, flower beds, and the lake.

I quickly pulled out a blanket that I had packed along with a picnic lunch. I spread out on a grassy hill near the lake and let my memories take me. All I could see in my mind was my mother's laughing face. Inspired by the location, I took out a new moleskin journal and began to write down all of the information that Esme had told me about my mother. I did not want to forget anything.

Hours later, I was still writing in my notebook. A shadow crossing over my journal startled me out of my reverie and caused me to look up. There standing above me was Alec. He looked delicious in back shorts and a cut-off t-shirt.

He's so fucking sexy.

I pulled an earbud out of my ear and greeted him, "Hi, Alec."

"Hey, gorgeous. You're looking sexy today," he flirted. "What are you up to?"

"Just writing down some memories," I responded.

Alec studied my face and stated, "I was just getting ready to go for a run when I recognized you laying out over here. Care to join me?"

Only if you're going to take me right here on this blanket.

"No thanks. I'm getting ready to leave," I replied.

Alec smiled at me and said in a raspy tone, "Well, if you ever want a fun workout give me a call." The sexual innuendo was obvious and welcome.

"You master the skills, and I'll let you be my personal trainer," I quipped back.

Alec laughed as he started to move towards the running path. "I'll be seeing you soon, Bella," he said with a wave.

He has such a fine ass. Want to bite the hiney...

-o-o-o-

As I was driving back towards the Cullen house, I began to think about my time spent in Denver. It had been five weeks and I still felt like I needed to be here. I loved the blue Colorado sky and pace of life here in Denver. Not to mention, my extended family was fantastic.

The closer I got to the house, the more at home I felt. There was really nothing tying me to Chicago other than Rose and Jasper. Perhaps, I should move to Denver for a while. I could always return to Chicago later on. It would be a great opportunity for me to learn more about my family while I concentrated on writing my book. Not to mention a new start would help me move on with my life.

That evening at dinner, I brought up the idea of me moving to Denver. The squeals I heard from around the table were enough to let me know that I was wanted.

Alice immediately started talking, "Of course you should move here. I am getting ready to move-in with Felix and you could stay in my condo. It's in the middle of downtown and it's beautiful. Not to mention, we could spend so much time together. Really, Bella! You should definitely stay!"

Esme gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, "We would love for you to be closer to us, darling. This will always be your home."

When Esme released me, Carlisle gave me a wink and said, "It would be great to have my favorite niece in the same city."

"Of course you're staying," Emmett boomed. "How could you stand to be away from me again!"

With a big smile I replied, "Looks like I'm moving to Denver."

We spent the rest of the night talking about living arrangements and when I would go back to Chicago to retrieve my belongings. Now I just needed to tell Rosalie that I was leaving Chicago.

-o-o-o-

As much as I was enjoying Denver, I missed my Rosalie. We would speak on the phone almost everyday, but it was never the same. I missed having my fierce partner-in-crime. Alice and Emmett were wonderful and fun, but they weren't Rose or Jasper. Perhaps I could persuade the Hales to drive out to Denver with me when I went to get my belongings.

I was convinced that Emmett and Rosalie would make a fantastic couple. There was just no conceivable way that the two of them wouldn't work. I could see their introduction now, he would sexually harass her and she would tear him a new asshole. The two of them would fight for verbal superiority and annoy the hell out of each other in the process. Just when they decided to hate each other, they would determine that it was incredibly hot to argue.

They both got off on verbal sparring... even declaring it their favorite type of foreplay. There was no way it wouldn't work. Maybe I could talk Rose into moving here if Emmett worked out for her.

I picked up my phone and called Rosalie. After the third ring, she picked up, "Hello?"

"Hello. I'm hoping to talk to the sexiest bitch in Chicago," I teased.

With a soft laugh, Rose answered, "Well I can definitely be the biggest bitch in Chicago. How are you B?"

"I'm good. Just missing you and your sassy attitude," I quipped.

In a serious tone I continued, "Look, I need to talk to you about something. I'm going to be moving to Denver."

I held my breath and waited for Rose to reply. After a minute she answered, "I'm going to miss you like crazy, but you've sounded so happy since you've been there. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't want you to be happy?"

"I'm going to miss you too, Rose. In fact, you are the only reason I almost decided to stay in Chicago. You're my family," I tearily replied.

"We're going to be fine, Bella. We'll talk all the time and make sure to visit each other frequently," Rose cried.

"Is there any way that you would be willing to drive out to Colorado with me when I come out to pack up my stuff and get the Lexus? It would be fun to have a roadtrip," I desperately asked.

"Hmmmm....," Rose pondered. "I don't think I have ever been to Denver before. You know, other than the occasional layover at DIA. It would be fun. How about I check my schedule and let you know?"

I answered, "Fantastic. Make sure to invite Jasper. Even though he's not you, I still miss him. So what's new with you?"

With that one simple question, Rose and I were chatting away about our lives. She told me that she was going through a dry spell and I told her all about my run-ins with Alec. Needless to say, she thought it was hysterical that I was flirting with another playboy.

"God, Bella. Do you actively search for womanizers?" Rose laughed.

"No," I answered defensively. "They seek Me out. I can't help it if they are confounded when I don't automatically drop my panties."

"You just enjoy the challenge and thrill that such men offer. But really, why can't you leave them alone?" Rose questioned.

"The charm and witty banter intrigues and stimulates me. They enjoy the thrill of the chase, and I enjoy being chased," I remarked with a smile. "Of course, the mind-blowing skills they usually possess come in handy once I allow myself to be caught."

"As long as you remember how they acquired those mind-blowing skills," Rose warned.

I dryly laughed and replied, "I'll be sure to keep that in mind, Rose."

Rose softly said, "Speaking of womanizers, there is something I should probably tell you."

After a few moments of silence, I was getting anxious. "Just spit it out, Rose. You're making me worry."

Rose nervously cleared her throat and said, "I spoke to Edward the other night...."

A/N: As always, I appreciate everyone's constructive criticism and support. Some of you have some wicked ideas for revenge =) Feel free to send me any ideas you have. If Bella uses one of them, I will be sure to give you credit! The bribe for this week is an excerpt from Bella's book. Also, I will be posting last week's bribe in the separate story, "A Woman Scorned Outtakes." The next scheduled update will occur on Sunday, December 6.

Children's charities are close to my heart and I am trying to give them a role in this story. Many of you have questioned, why Denver? Well, other than the fact that I love the city, it has fantastic medical facilities and resources for children.

The Ronald McDonald House charity is a charity that is close to my heart. It provides families with a place to stay while a child is receiving medical care at a facility that is more than 60 miles away at little or no cost. This enables children to receive the best possible care, no matter how far a family may have to travel. The facilities include laundry rooms, prepared meals, and other services at no additional cost. Families are asked to donate an amount less than $25 a night to stay in the house while their child is undergoing treatment; however, families are never turned away because they cannot afford to pay. The facilities are run entirely by volunteers and donations. Next time you are in McDonald's drop some change in the donation boxes. If you have time to volunteer, call the house nearest you. It is a chance for you to help reduce some of the worries that families with terminally ill children face. http://rmhc (dot) org

The Make-A-Wish foundation grants the wishes of children with life-threatening medical conditions. www (dot) wish (dot) org