A/N:
Listen up hoes. we've spent all weekend POVing, quite literally. You all should give 'lala here a huge fucking round of applause for staying up til 5 am TWO nights in a row to get this done for you guys. Give her love.

Oh, kella kels... it's no big deal. If I didn't love you so much, I wouldn't do it. And technically, we could call it 2 am...

Nonsense, stop arguing with history. You know what, i'm not even going to try and segue this shit... SMeyer owns these characters and obviously our souls, so props to her.

Mhm, evidently. Uh, I'm at a loss today. Maybe just leave us some love?

Yes, please and thank you.

EPOV

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.

What the fuck did I just do?

I swung the volvo onto the road, and started barreling toward my house. I couldn't believe I'd just done that. What the hell was I thinking? I had a fiancée who would be absolutely crushed if she knew what I'd just done. She'd be... fuck. I stopped at a red light and leaned my head against the steering wheel. Ugh, what I mess I'd made. And Bella? Poor Bella. I'd just left her there, so freaking confused. I didn't know what to do. I didn't have her number or anything to apologize, which meant that she'd either think that I was an asshole who makes out with random chicks or just that I was an asshole. Not gonna lie, I definitely felt like one.

I lifted my head when I heard a honk from behind me, and proceeded. They both deserved better. Tanya. My poor Tanya. I loved her with everything I had, and now look at what happened to us? I was making out with random girls who I'd just met. What a pathetic excuse for a man I turned out to be. I sighed when I turned into our drive way and saw her car already there. I should tell her; I knew I should, but at the same time I didn't want to upset her, and I didn't want to lose her. I was definitely in danger of losing her. I couldn't let that happen. But then again, I shouldn't have fucked up in the first place.

I got out of my car and sprinted up the walk and through the door. The house was eerily calm. Tanya would usually have the tv going, at least, and the blender. She liked to make smoothies after work. I heard a groan coming from somewhere upstairs and I instantly panicked. Great. My fiancée was at home, sick and I was making out on a dock with some chick. Great, Edward. You're made of fucking win. I took the stairs two at a time, and followed the methodic groans to our bedroom.

"Guuuuhhhhh, fuuuuccccckkkk." I heard Tanya moan. Geeze, she didn't sound too sick right now.

"Fuck, baby..." Wait. That was a man. Tanya was definitely not a man. Maybe she was watching porn?

I pushed our bedroom door open slowly. Wishful thinking. Tanya had her arms and legs wrapped around a naked blonde guy who was thrusting into her and his mouth attached to her neck. I wanted to die, right then and there. It felt like my heart was being ripped and shredded into tiny pieces. I couldn't take this... I couldn't.

"Fuck, James..." James? Not... no... it' couldn't be--

"God, you ride my cock so much better than Bella ever did." Whelp, guess that answers that question.

"mmmm, I love your dick inside me. Fills me so much better than Edward ever could."

Okay.

No.

That was it. You brought my junk into this, and now I was officially over it. I raced back down the stairs and to my car, not really caring if they heard me or not. It didn't make a difference at this point. I was dead on the inside anyway. I began to wonder if I'd ever feel alive again. Then it hit me. Bella. I'd felt alive when I was kissing Bella. And apparently, I was downright PG compared to my... fiancée. I made a quick left back toward the docks where I'd left Bella. I could only hope she was still there. I parked my car quickly and bolted down the walk way, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her petite frame still wrapped up in my jacket.

"Bella!" I called, running over to her.

She turned to look at me, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly opened. It was then that I knew what I had to do; what was necessary to make Tanya pay.

"Edward? What are you doing here?"

I made the last few steps over to her and took her face in my hands. It was perfect. "This."

I leaned in and crushed her lips to mine. At first, I expected her to pull away, or to slap me. But, no. She merely moaned into my mouth, and wrapped her skinny little arms around my neck. My hands moved from her face to her waist, and I pulled her into me. I swiped my tongue against her lips and she pulled it into her mouth, sucking gently. It was my turn to moan now. I wanted this; I needed this. But more than anything... I needed to seduce Bella Swan.

BPOV

I'm not sure what Edward was doing. What made him come back, or what made him kiss me like he was but I wasn't about to ask questions. It felt too good to ask them and risk losing the moment. My fingers knotted in his hair and I pulled at his strands. He groaned into my mouth and tilted his head more to kiss me deeper. I'd never been kissed like this before; I'd never had this reaction to a kiss before. It was like my mind went from kissing Edward to wanting him buried inside me. But I'd never been kissed like this; James had never kissed me like this. FUCK! James! I pulled away abruptly and gasped. What the fuck was I doing? I was kissing an engaged man, knowing he was engaged, while I had a boyfriend whom I loved.

Stupid fucking Bella.

"I... w-what..." I stuttered. I closed my eyes briefly and took a deep breath before reopening them. "Why did you come back?"

"I... I... Would you believe me if I said it was for my jacket?"

I laughed a little to myself, and bit my lip trying to hide my smile. "No, not really. Normally when people get their coats they don't kiss the attendant. Unless I've been doing it wrong all these years..."

He laughed nervously, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, seems that way. But... um... I guess I just wanted to see if it would be just as good the second time." He said turning his lips up in a shy half smile.

My eyes looked down towards the pavement. "And?" I asked quietly.

His hands rested on the sides of my face and I looked up. His lips brushed over mine again feather light as he whispered, "It was better."

I sighed contentedly and smiled a little soaking the moment in. This would be my moment; the one I could look back on in 50 years when I was going old and senile and smile at. The single most romantic moment to ever happen to me - nothing could ever top this. I could just selectively forget the whole 'he's not the person who should be saying them' thing... yeah that could work.

My body pulled away from his hesitantly. Every part of me was saying to stay but I couldn't; I'd already done too much, and who knows if James would or could forgive me for this. I shrugged out of his jacket and folded it in half over my arm, extending it out to him. "Here you go."

He looked from me to the jacket and back to my face. "Um, thanks?"

My lips curved into a smile and I nodded. "You said you came back for your jacket. Sorry I hogged it, and sorry twice if it smells like me. Maybe you should wash it before you wear it around Tanya."

"I'd rather not. What if I never see you again?"

A chill went down my spine and I shrugged, trying to keep myself from full on pouting at the thought of never seeing him again. "Edward I can't... we can't." No joke, my heart fucking tightened at my words.

He took a step towards me, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and letting his fingers gently slide down my cheek. "Why not? I want this... I want you."

Fucking hell, I wasn't strong enough to handle this kind of temptation. "Because," I sighed, "You can't want me. You have a fiancee, a very beautiful one if I remember correctly, waiting for you after a long day at work. And you're engaged Edward and in love. So you can't want me. Just like I have a boyfriend whom I've been completely faithful to for 5 years, so I can't want you."

"How could you know that? Tanya and I are... she and I aren't even together anymore. Bella, the reason I didn't surprise her with dinner tonight is because she refuses to buzz me up to her office. She always says she's too busy for me. I don't... I don't feel for her what I'm feeling for you. You have to understand... you have to know what I mean." His eyes begged me to understand but it was just... too much.

I let out an exasperated breath. "Edward, you've known me what... 4 hours at best? You can't possibly say that you don't feel for her what you're feeling for me. It's impossible."

He hung his head and let out a breath. "Then I apologize, Bella. I didn't mean to... make you uncomfortable. I'm sorry."

"You didn't make me uncomfortable Edward." My hand reached up to cup his cheek and he looked directly into my eyes. "I just wish we'd met under different circumstances, at different times." I smiled and laughed softly. "I'd probably be dragging you back to my place."

He leaned his face towards me, whispering in my ear, "You have no idea... how much I want that." He dragged his lips lazily against my cheek murmuring, "But I suppose you're right, Bella." He lifted his face up and looked directly at me, smiling sadly.

If I was so right then why did I feel like I was going against nature by denying this? All I wanted was to think of some logical reason why this would work, how this could work... but I couldn't. As I gazed up at him, I'm sure with a similar melancholy grin on my face I nodded. "Swan." I said.

His brows furrowed. "What?"

"My name is Bella Swan." I clarified, pulling away and walking backwards slowly, trying to avoid tripping over myself. "If you're ever single again... look me up." I lifted my hand to waive goodbye before spinning on the balls of my feet and walking away. As I felt the magnetic field die down the further I walked from Edward, the more my heart felt like it was breaking. And all I could think was: would it hurt this much if James and I broke it off?

The scariest part was my immediate reaction: no.

EPOV

I watched her walking away, and I knew I couldn't let this happen. Even though, Bella was just a pawn in my game, there was definitely something between us. It wasn't the comfortable, everyday thing I'd had with Tanya, but something else. It was like I was being consumed by a fire, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. This girl had me in her clutches. I brought one hand to my chest, trying to ease the annoying as fuck aching thing I had going on.

"Bella, you don't know how long I've waited for you!" I called after her.

I was breathing heavily as she turned back to face me.

"What?" Her eyes were narrowed at me, and I knew then that she still didn't get it. Well, thank fucking god, cause I didn't get it either.

I took a few steps over to her, my arm still plastered to my chest. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you."

"Waiting for me?" she laughs a little pointing to herself.

"Bella, c'mon, you're completely ruining my moment. I'm trying to make you feel wanted and you're laughing at me." I couldn't stop the smile from spreading across my face if I tried.

She snorted a little and covered her hand with her mouth. "Sorry... I just..." she giggled, "this is kind of surreal. People, men... attractive men, like you don't say stuff like this to me. It's all very... surreal - like I said." She dropped her hand with a slight flourish, that silly smile still in place.

I laughed a little back at her and pulled her into my arms. "Well, I want you. Please, believe me when I tell you I've been waiting my entire fucking life for someone to make me feel as alive as you do. And so what if it's only been four hours? So fucking what? I know that I've never felt this way about anyone. Not one single person. Just you, Bella... only you."

She looked down at her hands pressed on my chest. "Me too..." She glanced up to look at me, then kissed me softly.

I pulled away after a second, still holding her tight to my chest. "Bella, I want this, but if you're unsure--"

Her lips hovered over mine as she whispered: "I'm sure. I want this, you have no idea how much I want this. Whatever it is, wherever it goes, I want it." She pressed her lips to mine, and my body instantly responded. I let her lips move against mine, and even though I knew I was playing a game, I couldn't help but get lost in her taste and her smell and just fucking... her. It was never like this when I was kissing Tanya. I could never lose myself this way in her. It seemed like it was... only Bella. I pulled away slowly, resting my forehead to hers.

"I should go... she might be back."

"Don't... not tonight. Tonight, come back with me..."

I sighed and kissed the tip of her nose. I couldn't say no to her; for some reason, I just couldn't. "Did you drive?"

She shook her head, "I thought... I wasn't expecting to not have a ride."

I grabbed her hand and led her over to the volvo. "Oh, you'll get one, alright."

She gave me directions to her house, and as soon as we pulled out onto the main road, I called Tanya. The call went straight to voicemail, and I told her that I'd be at my studio tonight to prepare for a shoot tomorrow. I'd done it before, so I wasn't worried. Actually, I was more worried about not feeling guilty. It really didn't feel like I was doing a bad thing. This felt like the most natural thing in the world to do.

"W-will she be suspicious?" Bella, asked, tapping her fingers nervously on the arm rest.

"Uh, no. She shouldn't be. What about yours?"

"James and I, lately... we haven't seen a lot of each other. He's a paramedic and I have a typical 9-5 so our schedules don't always mesh."

I nodded and turned down her street. "This is it?" I asked.

"Yeah, this is me."

She looked over to me, and I smiled at her before leaning over and kissing her full on the lips. It felt so fucking perfect... and right. Why the fuck didn't I feel like this was wrong?

"We should go in." She breathed, pulling away.

"Okay. Let's go."

I knew this was the beginning of the end.

BPOV

His arms wrapped around me from behind as I fiddled with my keys. His lips found my neck and my knees turned to jelly. What the fuck was he doing to me, and why did I have no urge to stop him?

I finally managed to open the door and sighed with relief, never more thankful of spending my Saturday cleaning the apartment. I turned around in his arms so I was facing him. "Baby, this is your last chance. We can stop now, if you want." My eyes looked into his begging him to not have changed his mind.

"I just want you, Bella... all of you." His lips pressed to mine and I smiled under the kiss, letting a breath out I hadn't realized I was holding in.

Any worry or doubts I had in the back of my head vanished when his lips hit mine. This felt right, there was nothing about it that felt wrong. We stumbled through the door and his lips broke from mine to turn and shut the door, locking it up. In the time it had taken him to close us in for the night I had unzipped my dress leaving it in a puddle a few feet from him and had begun making a trail of clothing articles towards my bedroom.

"Bella?" He asked, his eyes following the path I'd made. My back was facing him and I looked over my shoulder, standing in only a pair of underwear and covering my bare chest with my forearm as I stood a few feet from my bedroom door. "You coming?" I purred.

EPOV

Was I coming? Hell, I was about to cream my pants.

I went to her, pulling off my shirt on the way. I pulled her into my arms, and kissed her hard as we walked back toward the bed. I flopped on top of her and ran my hands up and down her bare torso as she moaned into my mouth. It was perfect, she was perfect. She was the only thing in my mind. I kissed my way from her mouth and along the lithe column of her neck, licking and sucking along the way. Her hands thrust into my hair and I smiled against her skin. "Edward... Edward..."

Fuck, I loved it when she said my name. My lips found their way down to her perfect breasts, and I traced circles around them with the tip of my nose. "You have no idea, love, how wonderful you feel under me. It's perfection."

I placed a hot, open mouth kiss over one of her hard nipples and she gasped, arching into my touch. You have no idea how great it was to be with someone who was responsive. It was like... heaven. My hand found her other breast, and began working it in time with my mouth before switching off. Once I was satisfied that her breast knew how perfect they were, I kissed down her body, tracing circles around her belly button with my tongue as my fingers began to tug her underwear down. She kicked it off and I let my hand slide back up her leg to the wet heat of her core.

"God Bella, you're so fucking wet for me. I can't wait to see how good you'll feel wrapped around my cock."

She moaned a little and started kissing me as I dipped two fingers into her. Her hips bucked down into my hand and I kissed her harder. Slowly, I began thrusting my fingers in and out of her, watching as she shifted and writhed under my touch. This was better than anything; almost better than cumming myself. Something about being able to do this to someone like Bella... fuck. It just made me feel more like a man. Speaking of manly things, Bella's leg started to lift up and rub methodically against my raging hard on. I groaned into her mouth and thrust another finger into her. She gasped and replaced her leg with her hand cupping my junk through my pants and stroking me.

"You're wearing too many clothes," she murmured. I dropped my head to her shoulder, never losing the pulsing rhythm of my fingers as she undid my pants and rid me of them and my boxers. She kissed me hard once she wrapped her hand around me. "Perfect," she whispered against my lips. "Just like I know you'd be."

God that shit was hot. Her hand started moving in time with my fingers, and I started curving them on the way down as she swiped her thumb over the head of my dick and swirling around the precum. I felt her walls begin to flutter around my hand, so I let my thumb find her clit mand I made gentle circles around it.

"Bella, Bella, Baby? Can you cum for me?" With each word, the pressure from my thumb increased. She was ridiculously close. "Please, Baby, I want you to cum all over my hand. Please..."

"OH FUCK EDWARD!" She yelled as her walls clenched down around my fingers and she arched off the bed in the most delicious way. I have never seen anything more erotic in my entire life. I kept thrusting my fingers in and out slowly as she caught her breath.

"Edward... Edward..." she said softly. "Please... I need you in me. Please... fuck me."

I kissed the spot just under her ear, "I need that, too. Do have a condom?"

"Nightstand." She said breathlessly.

I leaned over and pulled one out quickly tearing open the package. But then I realized her hand was still on me. I tapped the top of her hand. "Baby, if you want me in you, you gotta let go."

She hummed a little, taking one last stroke before releasing me. I rolled on the rubber and crashed back down on top of her, positioning myself at her entrance.

"Bella, are you sure?" I asked. This was her last chance; if she wanted out, this was the moment to say so.

"Yes, I'm sure... please, Edward, please fu--- OH GOD!!!" I cut off her sentence as I thrust into her tight heat, groaning almost immediately at the sensation. I held still for a minute, letting her adjust to my size, even though I was pretty sure it would kill me. I bided my time, waiting for her to be ready by planting light kisses on her face and neck. Then she wiggled her hips, and I figured it was time to get moving-- literally. I dipped into her slowly at first, letting her get used to me, but after a while she started thrustin her hips up to meet mine, pushing me to go faster and harder. And who was I to deny her?

"Fuck, Bella, you feel so fucking good." I moaned. "I could be in you all the time."

Her hands pulled and tugged at my hair, and I bit down on her collar bone. I reached down in between our sweaty bodies and pinched her swollen clit. That was when I felt her start to quake again.

"Shit, baby. Are you gonna cum for me again? Please baby... can you do it? Cum for me, baby."

"Ungggggggg, EDWARD!" She yelled, "I"m gonna,... shit I'm gonna... FUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!"

I felt her clamp down around me, and after a few more thrusts, I was cumming, too, buried deep inside of her delicious depths. I kissed her all over as we caught our breath. She heaved a sigh, and I rolled off of her, pulling out in the process, and pulling Bella into my chest.

"So we're really doing this, " I mused, playing with the ends of her hair. "Are you sure?"

She laughed and pressed a kiss into my chest. "I'm sure. Now make me cum again. I have five years to make up for."

I laughed as her lips met mine, and I felt my dick trying to get hard.

Yeah, this girl would definitely be my demise.

BPOV

My eyes blinked open slowly as I sighed and focused in front of me. Edward. We were laying facing each other and his arm was wrapped around my waist. He was so fucking sexy, even sleeping. Honestly, it was kind of ridiculous. I brushed a couple stray hairs off his forehead and watched him sleep. He looked so at peace, so relaxed. My lips pressed against the corner of his mouth gently and he grumbled. I really didn't want to wake him up (okay maybe I did a little) but I couldn't get enough of how he tasted. I kissed the other corner of his mouth and his head turned as his lips parted and pulled my bottom lip between his.

I pulled my face back and saw his eye flutter opening. "Morning." He whispered groggily, smiling shyly. I matched his grin, "morning."

He moved his hand up to cup my face and leaned in closer, brushing his lips against mine again. "Condom," I breathed into his mouth. He chuckled and pulled away smirking at me. "From a kiss to that?"

My face fell. Maybe he didn't... after last night. Was that... a one night stand? He noticed my reaction and moved closer kissing my nose. "I want to Bella, and I'm definitely ready to. I just didn't think you'd be up to it after going all night."

I felt my cheeks fire up and I bit my lip. "Is it bad that I am?" I'd never been this sex-crazed before, but Edward and the way he touched me, the way he smelled, the way he felt inside me was driving me insane. He kissed me quickly and laughed to himself. "Bella, you wanting me inside you will never be a bad thing."

I turned my lips up in a half-smile as he pulled me even closer. My abdomen pushed against his erection and he groaned. "Fuck, Bella.."

"What?" I whispered in his ear as my mouth nipped its way down his neck.

His body twisted as he reached for a condom on the nightstand and I heard him rip it open with his teeth. "It's like my body fucking wants you all the time." My hand slid down between us and wrapped around his dick, giving it a soft squeeze.

"Ungh..." he breathed out. I smirked into his skin and began pumping in slow, hard strokes.

"Fuck..." he gasped, tilting his head back against the pillow. I collected his precum in a tiny pool and massaged it up and down his length. His breathing had picked up and his hips thrusted into my hand. My other hand reached up and took the condom from his grasp, fumbling a little as I slid it onto him.

He turned to roll me onto my back but I pushed against his shoulders. "You gave me a ride last night. Now it's my turn," I whispered into his ear. "Fuck.. god yes baby." He let out in a single woosh of breath. I moved to straddle him between my legs with his cock still in my hand. I slid his tip up and down my slit and we both moaned at the contact.

"Fuck Bella, you're so wet and I haven't even done anything yet."

"This is just what you do to me. You and only you..." I murmured more to myself than him. His hands reached up and grabbed my hips, his eyes raking over my body. "Christ, if it's possible you're even more beautiful in the morning sun."

I bit my lip, smiling as I ran a hand through my hair and slowly slid myself down onto him. "Unghhhhhhh..." we sighed in unison as I began moving up and down on him slowly. I started circling my hips as I moved on him and his hands began to run up and down my sides, holding me tightly.

"You feel so fucking good... you look perfect riding my cock Bella."

I didn't say anything but I picked up the pace a little, my breasts starting to bounce at the added speed. His hips bucked up to meet my thrusts and he was hitting spots in me I didn't know existed. "Edward! Edward! Fuck! OH GOD!" I screamed as I slamed onto him and he pounded into me.

His breath was ragged as he spoke, "Fuck, yes God Bella... mmm. SHIT! I'm so close, I can't wait to spill into your warm tight pussy." One of his hands slid around my body and his thumb began to furiously rub against my clit.

My head flew back at the added sensation and I moaned over and over again. It all felt too good.. "Edward, shit... fuck I'm going to..."

"That's it baby, cum for me. Cum all over my throbbing dick!" He commanded.

And I did. Wave after wave my orgasm washed over me. His hands clamped down on my hips tightly as he thrusted into me a few more times. My orgasm was just settling down when he thrusted one last time hitting my sweet spot so hard I came undone all over again as his body went completely still as he went over the edge.

After the orgasmic fog lifted I rolled off, laying on the cool sheets beside him. We were both trying to catch our breath, but he sat up and swung his legs over the bed, taking off the condom and throwing it into the box of condoms where the other used ones had been disposed of the night before. His body shook as he laughed a little and reached for the remaining unused condoms. Out of a brand new box of 12 there were 4 left. I sat up watching as he stood up, holding the box of used condoms and walked around the bed towards the door to the master bath that was connected to my bedroom. "I'm just gonna.." he said pointing towards the bathroom. I nodded and flopped my head back down onto the pillow.

I'd never had an orgasm from sex before, and in the last 12 hours I'd had nineincluding that photo finish double orgasm. Holy shit, Edward was going to be the death of me.

EPOV

This was all going a lot better than I expected. I flicked the shower on and looked at myself at the mirror. I knew that sleeping with Bella was wrong, and really I'd only done it to get back at Tanya. But that was just the first time. Every time after that, it was all about being buried in Bella. And James must have been fucking some other Bella, because shit. She really knew how to work my jock. Fuck, I was starting to get hard just thinking about it. I stepped under the spray and shut my eyes as the warm water hit me. I didn't feel guilty about this; not about any of it. Something about being with Bella made everything fall indescribably into place, and it was almost as though she and I were meant to be together; meant to fit together.

The one thing I knew was that I wanted to see Bella again. I needed to. Just the thought of not being able to made my stomach twist uncomfortably. I didn't want our shit to go down like that. I wanted to... fuck. I wanted to be with her.

But you know what? I didn't regret it. I couldn't find it in myself to... deny Bella.

I wrapped a towel around my waist and leaned over the sink studying my reflection. I was cheating on my fiancée. This was the face of a man who cheats. My mother had raised me better than this; to respect women, but here I was cheating on a woman I was supposed to be in love with. But was I? Was I really in love with Tanya? I wasn't sure anymore. I willingly went after Bella, and instead of leaving her after the first time, I spent the night wrapped up in her arms and inhaling her scent. I really, really wanted to be here. I wanted to do this. I didn't want to think about the repercussions or any of it. I sighed just as there was a knock at the door. I didn't say anything before Bella was there, naked in the door frame.

"I was getting worried about you." She said, smiling up at me. "Are you okay?"

I smiled over at her, "Yeah, I'm fine." I straightened myself out and pulled her into my arms, burying my face in her shoulder. "You smell good." I mumbled.

She laughed, tangling her fingers in my hair. "I smell like stale sex and Edward."

I inhaled and sucked on her skin. "It's the best."

"Mmmmm." She started to sway, and I pushed her up against the counter top. "Edward..."

I loved it when she moaned my name. Those sounds went straight to my dick, and I fucking needed her to fix it. We'd been having fun fixing shit like that. I slid my hands down her body and lifted her up onto the counter, kissing her lips roughly. I pressed my hard on into her center, and she moaned again, tugging a little bit harder at my hair. I wanted more of this. I wanted to make her feel good. I pulled my lips from hers, and kissed my way down her body, making a quick stop at her breasts before continuing south. I was so, so happy she didn't put on any clothes. I spread her legs a little bit wider and knelt down. I looked up at her and I almost died right then. Her chest was heaving with every breath and her eyes were half closed and hooded with lust. Fuck. I leaned in and kissed a path up the inside of her thighs until I reached her center.

"Fuck, Edward." She said, gently guiding my face to her dripping cunt. I parted her lips and licked all the way up from her entrance to her clit. She bucked down into my face and squeezed a chunk of hair in her hands. "Shit..."

I sucked her clit into my mouth as I pushed two fingers into her, curving them a little as I moved. I felt a new rush of fluid come out of her, and I groaned into her.

"Shit, Edward... so fucking good..."

I wanted more; I needed more. I needed her to cum. I pushed harder and harder, sucking on her more fervently as I felt her begin to tremble at my touch.

"Edward... Edward... close... cum.... please..." I grinned into her and hummed. I was fucking her beyond resonable thought processes. I loved it. I curved my fingers and pressed down into her sweet spot as my tongue moved quickly and precisely over her clit.

"EDWARD!!!!" She screamed, bucking into my mouth and holding my head in place as she came on my hand. She was so fucking perfect when she came. I stayed in place until the hand in my hair relaxed, and then I made my way back up her body.

"You are so fucking sexy when you cum for me." I said, just before pressing my lips gently to hers. I broke away first dropping my head to her shoulder as she ran her hands lazily up and down my back.

"Do you want to shower with me?" She whispered in my ear.

I shook my head, and pressed a kiss into her shoulder. "I'll wait for you outside."

I backed off and she hopped off of the counter. "You... you'll still be here, right? When I get out, you'll still be here?"

I smiled softly at her, and kissed her forehead. "I'll be here. Don't worry."

She nodded and gave me the biggest smile I'd ever seen before I disappeared through the door. I flopped down onto her bed, rubbing my eyes with the heels of my hands.

She was definitely going to kill me.

BPOV

What the fuck was I doing? Edward was engaged. Engaged, I repeated in my head. And I was in love with James, or at least that's what I kept telling myself. Truth was, I was feeling things for Edward after knowing him one day, that I'd never felt with James - at least physically. Maybe Edward and I were just more sexually compatible. Yeah, that was probably it, nothing else, nothing more. James and I had history and history beats sexual compatibility every time, right? Right.

I stepped out of the shower, firm in my decision: I had to stop this, whatever this was with Edward. James and I were happy and together. Edward and Tanya were about to be married. This wouldn't end well otherwise; it would be better to part as friends than have it end in flames, right? I stared at my reflection in the mirror and nodded in agreement with myself.

The minute I opened the door all of whatever the fuck I had just told myself went right out the window. Edward was sitting on the edge of my bed fully dressed except for his shirt, and scrolling through his blackberry. His eyes shot up and he smiled in my direction. "Squeaky clean?" He teased. Taking a deep breath, I nodded and walked over to him.

"You work weekends?"

"Sometimes. Depends on when they need me."

"Gotcha." I said, standing in front of him. He looked up from his phone and smiled, running a hand under my towel up and down my thigh. I bit my lip sighing. "I don't know how to do this."

His brows furrowed. "Do what exactly?"

"This. I mean, unless this was a one night thing..." crap I hadn't even thought of if this was only a one night thing. Shit, fuck.

His face fell. "I wouldn't want that. I... I want to see you again. But only if that's what you wanted."

"Isn't this going to get complicated Edward? I mean, I barely have time to see my current boyfriend; I definitely don't have time for the drama this could cause in both our lives. And what about you? You're some sort of artist right? I heard you tell Tanya you were staying at the studio, last night. You've got to be busy, plus with planning the wed--"

"We're engaged, Bella, but that doesn't mean we're planning a wedding. When I proposed to Tanya, it was more my sister telling me that it was about time. I guess, back then we were in love, but I would have been perfectly happy to keep going the way that we were. As far as being busy... it comes and goes. I'm a photographer, so I make my own schedule and I know that I could make time for this... for us. But I won't force myself on you. I could never ask you do something that you don't want to do."

I smiled and pressed my lips to his, whispering "I want this."

EPOV

She was making my heart do cart wheels in my chest. I didn't understand it. One minute she was telling me that we couldn't do this, and the next we were making out on her bed. I pinned her underneathe me and broke away.

"You're sure?" I asked, panting against her skin.

She nodded. "Yea, we'll... we'll make it work." She said with a laugh. "I think my body may revolt if it doesn't get to feel you after today."

I smiled down at her and smoothed the hair back from her forehead. "We can't have that now, can we?"

She grinned up at me and shook her head. She was too beautiful for her own good. I pressed my lips to hers tenderly again, "Bella, I should go."

She sighed and ran her hands up and down my sides. "I know."

I sat up and pulled my shirt back on, then picked up my phone. "Listen, put your number in." I said, tossing her my phone. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and glanced back from me to my phone.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean what if--"

"Hey, hey" I said, putting my hands on either side of her and leaning in. "None of that. I want to be able to call you whenever I need you. I don't think I could stand it... not being able to hear your voice."

Fuck, where the hell was this shit coming from? My mind was screaming at me; telling me to back the fuck up and go home to my FIANCEE. But my heart (and, let's face it, my cock) was telling me to stay here; that this was where I belonged. And the scariest bit? I wanted to be here. I wanted to stay with Bella. I kissed her one more time as she giggled then entered her number.

She passed it back to me with a smile. "So..."

"I'll call you during the week. We can get lunch or something?"

"Lunch sounds good."

I smiled again, and kissed her forehead. "I'll see you later."

"Bye." She called as I walked out the door. My arm flew to my chest and I had to take a deep breath. Something was wrong... this... this didn't feel right. I swung a quick right and hurried over to the hospital where my mother was the chief of staff. I parked, then rushed through the doors.

"Good Morning, Edward!" What'sherface the receptionist called. "What are you doing here?"

She smiled at me, but I wasn't in the mood. "Can you page my mother? I need to see her immediately."

Her brow furrowed as she took in my frazzled expression. "Is everything--"

"Please!" I said forcefully, "Please just page her!"

"There's no need Andrea." My mother said. "Edward, sweetheart? What's wrong?"

I stumbled over to her, panting slightly. "Mom... mom... it's my... chest. I can't... it feels like I can't breath."

Her eyes were closed of to me, and I could tell she was trying to focus on my problem and not the fact that I was her son. "Come this way, sweetheart. We'll get you fixed up."

After taking my pulse, checking my lungs, hooking me up to an oxygen mask and giving me an EKG, my mother said I was fine.

"It could have just been a panic attack, Honey. Or anxiety. Is everything okay with you and Tanya?"

My shoulders slumped when I thought about it. My mother didn't even know we were in therapy, and I don't think she would like it if I told her that I'd just started sleeping with someone else.

"I... I don't know anymore." I couldn't bring myself to say that things were fine. I had no idea what was happening now. I didn't know if I would be going home to an empty house, or if Tanya would be throwing her engagement ring in my face and telling me she was leaving.

My mother put an arm around my shoulders and squeezed. "Honey, I'm sure whatever it is, you two will work it out."

I nodded slowly when something occurred to me: what if I didn't want it to work out?

BPOV

I spent the rest of the afternoon on cloud 12, and really the feeling went into the early evening when James' name flashed on my cell phone. Ugh. Was it terrible that I wished it was Edward instead? Probab-fucking-ly.

"Hey." I said, snapping my phone open.

"Hey Babe. Are we still on for tonight?"

"Um..." I racked my brain trying to remember what the fuck we had plans to do.

"You forgot didn't you?" He said teasingly

"Well, yeah... kinda." I admitted sheepishly.

"The date."

"What date?"

"The doctor's ordered one, Bella."

My face reddened. "That was last night." I spat into the phone.

"Shit... really?" He asked completely surprised.

"Yea James. And you'd know that if you ever checked your messages because I called you twice to remind you!" He was re-fucking-dicious sometimes.

"Well, let me take you out tonight to make up for my fuck up then."

I sighed heavily. "Fine, yeah, okay. See you in an hour?"

"Actually..." he began. "I'm out front now."

Of fucking course he would be. I rolled my eyes even though he couldn't see me. "I'll be out in 10."

Every part of me wanted to text Edward and ask him to save me from dealing with James tonight, but that was pointless. For one, I shouldn't be doing that to James no matter how irritated I was at him. For two, I didn't have Edward's phone number. And for a third great fucking reason... I wasn't Edward's to save.

EPOV

After taking a shower at the hospital, I drove home in a funk. Part of me just wanted to break it off with Tanya because she'd hurt me. But then again, wouldn't that mean that I'd just wasted the last seven years of my life? But... But... fuck there were too many but's. And then on top of it all, there was Bella to think about. I didn't want to hurt her, but then again that's what would happen. As much as I liked spending time with Bella, and as much as it sucked, I knew that she and I couldn't ever be together. I belonged with Tanya, and she belonged with James. That was just the way of it. As good as it felt to be with her, I knew that it would fade. Maybe that would make it easier to walk away.

I pulled into my drive way, and sighed. She was home, as I had expected, but that didn't mean that I was rushing in to her. I went up the walk slowly, then pushed open the door.

"Tanya?" I called.

"In here, Baby!"

I went slowly into the kitchen where she was sitting at the table, her paper work spread out. She smiled up at me when I came into view. "Hey. How was work?"

I sighed and leaned up against the counter. "Fine. It went... well."

"Good. Hey, listen, I was thinking we could order in and watch a movie?"

"kay." I wasn't into this. At all.

"You okay?" Tanya asked, getting up and coming over to me. I nodded and she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing the spot just below my ear. "You're so quiet."

"Yeah... I'm fine... I'm just tired, I think." I put my arms around her and pushed my face into her hair. She smelled like old lady perfume, and I never noticed how boney she was before. She didn't feel like-- No. We couldn't go there.

"Well, go lie down and I'll call, okay?"

"Yeah, sounds good." I said, planting a kiss in her hair and going upstairs. But I paused when I got to our bedroom door.

"Oh, Baby, I forgot to tell you... I had to wash the sheets. Try the guest room."

All of a sudden images of Tanya and James in our bed flooded my mind, and I just had to get out of there. I couldn't be here... I wasn't ready. I bolted back down the stairs, where she had just lifted the reciever.

"Don't bother. Rosalie just texted, she needs my help with something."

Tanya furrowed her brow and looked at me. "But, Edward, I haven't seen you in almost a day. What about our movie?"

"I... Tanya, I'm sorry. I'll take you out tomorrow night. We'll get dinner. Whatever you want." I leaned in as I kissed her cheek and grabbed my keys off the counter.

"But you'll be home tonight, right?"

"Yeah, Babe." I called as I walked out the door. "I'll see you later."

Shit.

What the fuck was I doing?

BPOV

James and I had a quiet dinner at his favorite Mexican restaurant near my apartment. We talked about our upcoming weeks and James mentioned switching shifts.

"Yeah I think they're going to put me on the 4/3 instead of these fucking grave shifts. It should be good, I'll be around 3 full days on your schedule so we'll have more time together." He said grabbing my hand on the table. Images of how I'd done the exact same to Edward the night before flashed in my head and I recoiled my hand.

His brows knit together. "Everything okay babe? I thought the news would make you happy. We'll have a more steady schedule. That's good, right?"

I smiled faintly and nodded. "Of course that's a good thing. It'll be great to see you more. I've missed you." But had I? Had I really?

He grinned and slid his credit card out of the billfold and shoved it back in his wallet. "You ready?" He asked rhetorically as he stood up.

"Oh, yeah.. sure." I said jumping up to follow his lead.

He grabbed his hand in mine and guided me out of the restaurant. In comparison to Edward's, James' hand was rough and dry. He squeezed too hard and instead of walking with me, it was more like he was pulling me along.

You are NOT with Edward, I repeated in my head. You HAVE TO stop comparing them. That's like comparing a vacation in Fiji with a can of tuna. They are incomparable; one of these things is kinda not like the other. Sigh.

No fucking kidding.

We got to my apartment door and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close. "I really am sorry about last night babe. If I would have remembered, I swear I woulda been there." He cooed kissing down my neck.

My stomach was doing flip flops - and not the good kind - at the feel of his lips. Maybe Edward had ruined me for any other man because my mind once again went to compare the two. And once again Edward was Fiji and a can of tuna was trying to give me a hickey.

"Well that seems to be the common problem right?" I asked pulling away a bit to look at him.

"What does?"

"You not being dependable and being where I need you to be."

"Bella, christ!" He said, frustratedly. "I SAID I was sorry! What more do you want?" He took a step back, releasing me completely from his arms.

"What do I want James? What do I want? I think that's the first time you've bothered to ask me that in FIVE years!" It didn't slip my mind that it was the first time I had bothered to ask myself that question in just as long.

He rolled his eyes and looked at me as if wanting an answer that minute. "Well?"

"Well what?"

"Well what fucking more can I do? I agreed to go to therapy, I even found us a guy! I'm TRYING Bella, but you need to give a little too. If I have to do all these things for you, you need to give a little!"

"Oh, okay, so all I have to do then... to be like YOU and GIVE like you is apologize the next morning when I don't put out?! That'll make up for it, right? Cuz that's all that you do! You keep the same pattern, you're NEVER there and you think all is fine and well because you say 'Bella I'm sorry' and... no, just NO!"

"What the fuck is your problem tonight? You said it was fine, after I apologized!"

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did, and then we talked about going to dinner."

"No, you blew it off and asked if you could take me to dinner. I agreed. I NEVER said it was fine. Last night was really fucking important to me, to US and if you can't even show up for dinner with your girlfriend on a Saturday night then why even have one!" I shouted, feeling like a weight was lifting from my shoulders.

"Because I love you, and just because I forget shit sometimes doesn't mean I don't." He said, his voice lowering to a normal level.

"Then you need to show it. You need to be there for me when I need you. I need to be able to depend on you. You can't say you love me but never be around me. We've been doing that too long. I won't date a ghost anymore." I said, defeatedly.

He took a few steps closer, and wrapped his arms around my waist. "I know baby, and I miss you too. This new schedule will fix everything." He kissed my lips softly and I sighed, but not out of happiness.

Would the new schedule also make him more dependable? That seemed like a lot to ask for from only a time difference.