Subject: Edward Cullen aka The Womanizer
Chapter Three—The Line
Betaed by Caroline Z. Masen
Edward
Had she been thinking of quitting? Was I really that unbearable? Were the rumors that bad about me?
Yes. There was no doubt in my mind that the rumors around the office would scare someone like Bella off.
All the men and women in the office would be able to tell her something about me. The whispering gossip would make me out to be what I was – a womanizer.
Ever since college, when I'd discovered that my messy hair and body appealed to girls, I'd taken full advantage of it. I hadn't had one relationship since then that had lasted more than a few weeks. Lately, it had been one night - not that I was complaining.
It wasn't like I hadn't tried to develop feelings for them. It just seemed that, most of the time, the crap that came out of their mouths made my mind go numb.
In college, I had mostly hooked up with the women that threw themselves at me, without me having to put in any effort on my part. I'd literally showed up at a party or club, and by the time the next song played, I had my companion for the evening.
Whenever a woman sought out something more than a one night stand, I had always found some trait or habit of hers irritating. In truth, I had known for quite some time that I was just making excuses. I had no real interest in relationships whatsoever.
I didn't date – ever.
Alice had once alluded to be being lonely as the reason for my behavior. I'd laughed at her at the time; her worries had been unfounded. I had a different woman at my place at least a few times a week, and I was anything but lonely.
Lately though, I'd started to think that she had been right. What was the use of having women in and out of my apartment if none of them stayed?
I never asked any of the women to stay. It was just something that occurred to me early on; or - they didn't expect to stay. They'd leave as soon as they got what they wanted from me. Though the feeling had been mutual, I'd never understood the reasoning behind their hurried departures.
The truth was, I could be in the middle of a room with a sea of beautiful women all around me, but I still wouldn't feel complete. I was alone And I was okay with that. They got what they wanted, and I got what I wanted. It might seem like a vicious circle to some, but it was my way of coping.
I didn't have what my family had, and I'd never really wanted it.
I made my way to my apartment, replaying the events of the day. Bella was someone who was truly beautiful on the outside, and I found myself wanting to know if she was just as beautiful on the inside.
I shook the thought from my head, knowing that she and I were worlds apart. After reading her resume, I found out that she had volunteered a lot for charities, fundraising events, and in hospitals.
She was a good person – selfless.
Someone like me will just corrupt her.
Though that thought had occurred to me, it didn't deter me from wanting to fuck her senseless. I wasn't looking for a relationship with her, and I wouldn't corrupt her if we fucked – once.
After a few hours of sleep at home and a shower, I decided to get ready. I put on button-down dark grey shirt that Alice bought me for my recent birthday and a pair of dark jeans. I shaved and tried to make my hair appear decent, but it would just flop back down. I guess I would have to settle for the "sex hair" look, as it was commonly referred to.
It was just after nine in the evening when I arrived at the club called Bloc in the heart of Seattle. I knew my family would already be there, and I hoped that so would she.
Thinking this way, hoping for her to be there – that was when I knew that things were starting to change.
Usually, I would have taken my time before heading to the VIP room. From time to time, I'd be stopped by someone I knew, I would dance, or have a drink. This time though, all I wanted to do was get to the room. I had to know if she was there.
I had been expecting to see Bella, however, what I didn't expect was for her to take my breath away. She was there, swaying to the music while looking at the dance floor, along with Alice and Rosalie.
Bella was wearing a backless thin-strapped, black dress that sat mid thigh, exposing her milky legs down to the black stilettos on her small feet. The sides of her hair had been pinned back, but the rest was flowing down her back with big, soft curls that shifted slightly with her movements.
My ogling was interrupted when Emmett noticed that I had arrived.
"Hey, brother, glad you could make it," Emmett said quite loudly before he thrust a beer in my hand. Jasper stood beside him, snickering, and shook his head before taking a drink from his glass.
Emmett's outburst had been heard by the trio of ladies. Alice and Rosalie turned around and greeted me, but Bella stilled for a few moments before she returned to swaying to the music. She did not turn around or verbally acknowledge me.
"Good evening, Ms. Swan." I tried to keep my voice smooth as I watched her. I had hoped for some type of interaction besides indifference.
She stopped moving and turned to look at me over her shoulder with a composed expression on her delicate features. "Bella," she said smoothly, before she turned back to look at the crowd.
I went to stand by her, expecting her to stop moving, but she didn't. The small jolt of electricity I'd felt when we'd first touched hands was in the air, crackling with energy.
Her eyes were closed as she moved to the music, her body enticing and calling to me. She was a siren in a tiny black dress, and I was the one hearing her call.
It took every ounce of control to prevent me from touching her bare shoulder and arms. She had such soft-looking skin.
"Does this mean that you aren't going to quit, Bella?" I had to ask, because the thought had been in my head all afternoon, and I wanted an answer.
"I'm not one to quit, Mr. Cullen," she answered, though she had not turned to face me. "Some of the work your company does is the reason I chose to work for it."
That statement piqued my interest. I thought she just needed a job, like most people. She made it sound like she chose our company for other reasons besides monetary stability.
She turned and looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Don't look so confused, Mr. Cullen –"
"Edward," I corrected, before she continued.
"– Edward, I'm well off, so I don't need to work," she clarified. "However, your company has a lot of projects that deal with helping local charities, children's hospitals and parks. I want to be a part of that,"
"Oh," I responded. I wondered for a moment what she had meant about being well off. She was much too young to have a large enough nest egg to retire. It seemed that Bella Swan was much more of an enigma that I'd previously suspected.
As if I needed more reasons to want her – now she was intriguing.
Bella shook her head, not offering me any more, and looked back at the dance floor. She seemed to be lost in thought before a big smile spread on her lips, and then she turned to look at Alice and Rosalie.
"Ladies, I'm going to go dance."
Bella turned to me and excused herself before stepping out, and Alice and Rosalie followed her. I kept my eyes on her as the girls made their way through the crowded dance floor.
The three of them didn't go unnoticed, and they were either earning glares from women or indecent stares from men. They walked to the center of the dance floor and started dancing together in a loose circle. I watched Bella as she swayed, her hands moving slowly over her body and her hair.
Fuck, I wish those were my hands. I could just see myself pressed against her as we moved together cohesively. Her curves would fit so perfectly against me, so soft and warm, and my nose would press against her temple, inhaling her exquisite scent.
"Hey, Edward, is something wrong?" Emmett asked, as I watched Bella dance, lost in herself and the music. I shook my head and downed my beer, unable to voice my concerns.
Emmett wouldn't understand my current dilemma. In fact, I was quite sure he'd backhand me. He wouldn't want another repeat occurrence of what happened with my former PA.
"You can't act on your urge to take her, Edward," Jasper said as he stood by me.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I said. My voice had a little edge as I thought that no one except her would stop me from getting what I wanted.
At the moment, all I wanted was her.
"He means that you can't try to get into her pants," Emmett said, his tone accusatory. "Dad already told you that if we get another complaint against you, he'd kick you out of the CEO position."
I rolled my eyes. Like my father would kick me out. "I'm going to see if I can find a companion for the evening."
What I really needed was to just find the next conquest and get the fuck out of here.
I grabbed a shot of some clear liquid and headed to the bar to see if anyone would catch my eye. Unfortunately, the only thing that did was Bella and the guy with his hands on her hips.
My fists clenched at my sides, and I was ready to leave, not wanting to see her with him. I wanted my hands on her hips, not of some fucking little shit like him. I watched, glaring at them both. She looked like she was enjoying herself, pressed so close against him. I should be pressed up against her. So what the fuck was stopping me?
I started to get up from my seat at the bar when a platinum blonde with fake D cups stood in front me. "Edward, darling," she said, her nasally tone causing me to cringe.
Ugh, Lauren.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, and just smiled politely. Lauren had been trying to get me to take her home with me since forever. Even I had standards. Tonight it seemed as though she was pulling out all the stops. She was barely clad in a hot pink dress.
Is hot pink still in?
"Hello, Lauren," I said. My eyes swept the dance floor, and I saw that Bella was still dancing with the same man. I decided I wanted a closer look. "Would you like to dance?" I asked Lauren, whose eyes widened at the thought. I shuddered slightly.
Lauren nodded, looking a little dazed, and I walked to the middle of the dance floor.
I noticed that the rest of my family was there, too. Alice and Jasper were intertwined, moving to the music, and Emmett and Rosalie looked like they needed to get a room. Bella noticed me as I took Lauren by the hand and started dancing.
Bella gave me a smile before she returned her attention to the guy she was dancing with. She wrapped her arms around him as he looked down her dress. I tried not to look at the curve of her luscious hips as they swayed seductively. However, her movements had my eyes locked in on the sight, like a lion ready to pounce.
Bella's arms unwrapped from the man, and she turned, pressing her body against him. She caught me staring but I didn't bother to look away. Even though I knew I should stop, I couldn't. It was like her eyes had a permanent hold on me.
I found myself mimicking her movements, as if we were dancing together. Her eyes raked my body as I moved before looking back into my eyes. The fact that she did that and still looked at me told me that she was confident.
Damn, I want her.
I managed to keep my eyes locked with hers as I felt Lauren's arms start to touch my chest. I visibly shuddered again, and not in the good way. Bella silently laughed and smirked knowingly. She winked and turned to the man she was dancing with. He had to lean down to whisper in her ear. They both went their separate ways after that, and she walked just beside me, brushing her hand across my back and sending shivers throughout my body – in a good way.
I watched as she made her way back to the VIP room, alone. I excused myself from a disappointed Lauren, and my family gave me questioning looks as I walked back to the room Bella had just entered. I went into the room and noticed that she was talking to a strawberry blonde waitress. I internally groaned – Tanya.
"You're Edward's new secretary," Tanya sneered. "Did you hear what happened to the last one?" Before Bella could answer or Tanya give out any details for that matter, I cleared my throat. Tanya turned to look at me and gave me a small smile.
"Tanya, it's not your place to spread rumors about your boss' biggest club goers," I said, my tone firm but still smooth.
"Oh I know that, Edward. I just wanted her to know about one of the women from your past."
"When did he conquer you?" Bella asked indifferently. Tanya turned swiftly, one of her hands clenched in a fist at her side.
"I won't dignify that question with an answer," Tanya snapped.
"Yet you feel the need to give 'the new face' with the Cullen family all the gossip," Bella countered. Her face remained composed, like the discussion or the fact that Tanya was in her face was no big deal.
Tanya's face flushed, and she looked like she was ready to tear Bella a new one. Bella held her chin a little higher as I got closer, ready to step in if it got out of hand. Tanya was about to say something, but Bella stopped her.
"Save it. Have someone else serve this VIP room, or I'll go talk to David myself."
Tanya looked taken aback when Bella mentioned the name of the club owner, but she scowled before stomping away.
"How do you know David Cortez?" I asked curiously, taking a few steps further into the room.
Bella laughed and blushed slightly. "I worked for him before and dated his brother when they were in California."
"And you're on good terms with him?" I didn't mean to pry, but I was curious.
"Yes, the whole family loves me. I broke his heart, but we're all still friends." Bella shrugged as she picked up a glass with a clear liquid and sipped slowly.
"For some reason, I don't find that hard to believe," I said, taking a seat beside her on a modern blue sofa.
"I'm sorry about Tanya. She was being unreasonable."
"You can't exactly blame her, Edward. "From what I've heard at the office she has every reason to be upset. However, her anger towards me was uncalled for."
"What did you hear at the office?" I had to ask. I wanted to know what she had already found out.
"The term 'Wham bam thank you ma'am' comes to mind." Bella laughed, fanning herself with her hand.
"You shouldn't believe everything you hear, Bella."
"Oh please, even your sister admitted that you're a man-whore, Edward. Emmett used the slogan 'Over one billion served' to describe you." Bella shrugged.
"Wait a minute. You asked my family about me?" I asked. I was secretly pleased but at the same time pissed that my own family would gossip about me.
"I told you before that I was undecided," she stated as she rose from her seat and walked to the railing. "I wanted to see if it was going to be worth sticking around."
"And what my family told you didn't cause you to run for the hills?" I asked, moving to stand beside her.
"I don't know who you are, so I can't judge you," Bella explained looking at the large crowd on the dance floor. "However, so far, they seem to be right."
"I would like a chance to prove them wrong." I had no idea what made me say that out loud, but it was too late to take it back.
"I'm sure that line worked with your last conquest, but it won't with me," she said confidently.
"We'll see," I whispered, mostly to myself.
"Come on, let's go dance," she said as she took my hand into both of hers. The sudden contact caught me by surprise as an electrical charge surged through my body. Bella stopped suddenly, and her body shivered.
"Sorry, it must be static electricity," she said softly. She pulled me out of the room toward the dance floor. I led the way now as we weaved through the crowd to somewhat in the middle of the floor.
Bella smiled as she started to move to the rhythm of the music. I stepped a little closer and followed her movements. She smirked and placed her hands on my arms, closing the gap between us. I slowly put my hands on either side of her small waist. She closed her eyes, letting the music flow through her. I watched her facial expressions as she moved her small hands up my arms then to my shoulders. She opened her eyes, and then they locked with mine. The song moved on to another as she listened to the lyrics, and then she smirked.
Bella stepped closer to me, and a smile was playing on her lips as she started to mouth the words. I loved watching her lips move, and they were just one of the beautiful features of her face.
Future sex love sound
Yeah.
You know what you want
And that makes you just like me
See everybody says you're hot, baby
But can you make it hot for me?
Said if you're thinking 'bout holding back
Don't worry, girl
'Cause I'm gonna make it so easy
So slide a little bit closer to me, little girl
Daddy's on a mission to please
Bella released her hold on my shoulders and then turned and pressed her body up against my own. I kept my hands on her waist, not wanting to overstep my welcome. I welcomed the warmth her body was emanating.
Do you like it like this?
Do you like it like that?
Tell me which way you like that
Tell me which way you like that
Bella turned around to face me, wrapping both of her arms around my shoulders and pressing her chest against my own. I threw back my head and bit back a moan. Fuck me, so damn soft.
You can't stop, baby
You can't stop once you've turned me on
Bella looked at me and started biting her lower lip. She looked so damn desirable, and I wanted so badly to nibble on that lip.
And your enemy are your thoughts, baby
So just let 'em go
'Cause all I need is a moment alone
To give you my tongue
Bella's tongue swept over her bottom lip as she continued to move them to the lyrics. The urge to put my lips on hers was becoming uncontrollable, and I was sure that she knew it.
And put you out of control
And after you let it in
We'll be skin to skin
It's just so natural
Bella turned again, and this time, she pressed her whole body against my own. She took her hands and placed them over mine, slowly guiding them lower. I reveled in the smooth curve and warmth of her hips when she came to a stop. Her hands left mine, and one of them draped over my shoulder under the material of my shirt, slightly scratching me.
Fuck she's driving me insane. I can't take it anymore. I need her closer.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and ground my hips against her backside. She made no motion to stop me, so I continued, and I was sure that she felt what she was doing to me. My throbbing erection confided in my pants wanted some kind of friction, and Bella's gorgeous body was the perfect place to find it.
All day, I'd had thoughts of her body moving against me playing in my mind. Now that I had her where I wanted her, I was not going to let go. I whispered the chorus into her ear.
Do you like it like this?
Do you like it like that?
Tell me which way you like it
Tell me which way you like it
Bella ground her ass right on my erection, and I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. She laughed and did it again, proving that I'd been right, she knew what she was doing to me.
If she was going to tease me, I wanted to return the favor. I slid my hands from her hips and let them glide up the curves of her body. I lightly grazed the sides of her breasts before I returned down all the way to the hem of her dress, feeling the silky skin of her thighs. She didn't stop me. In fact, she moaned lightly. Now it was my turn to laugh.
When the song came to an end, she turned around to face me again, a smirk on her plump lips. Bella stood up on her tip-toes and moved her lips to my side of my face, whispering in my ear.
"That's the only love sound you'll hear from me, Edward," she teased, then laughed at the look of disappointment that must have been evident on my face.
"Come on, I need a drink," I said, before joining in her laughter. I took her hand and led her back to the VIP room.
Alice and Rosalie were dancing on top of a table, swaying to the music. Alice spotted us and waved Bella over.
"Bella, come dance with us," Alice encouraged, but Bella shook her head and walked over to Emmett.
"Give me a shot please," Bella told Emmett, who had a bottle of tequila and shot glasses in front of him. He poured one and handed it to Bella. She shook a little salt on her wrist and looked right at me as she slowly licked it off with her tongue before taking the shot.
Fuck, that's hot.
Emmett laughed at Bella's scrunched up face and handed her a lemon, which she took and sucked on before throwing it in the trash.
"Okay, now I'm ready," Bella claimed, joining Alice and Rosalie. I shook my head, still reeling from my dance with Bella, and took a seat by Emmett, taking a shot myself. I watched as the girls swayed and bumped to the music. The three of them threw their heads back in laughter when they realized that there was very little room on the table.
Bella climbed down and took a seat beside Jasper. Alice and Rosalie asked her to come back, but she said no.
"Sorry, ladies, but I'm not risking falling off the table in these heels."
"So, Bella, tell us little about you," Jasper said, watching Alice dance on the table.
"Not much to tell. I'm new to Seattle. I was born and raised in a tiny town hours from here. I left for the sun when I was old enough and moved to California to attend college. I moved back to Forks when my parents died, but I felt that it was too small of a town, so I moved here."
"Sorry about your parents, Bella," Emmett said, just before he took another shot. "Where did you go to school?"
"I went to Stanford, and I have a Masters in English Literature and a Bachelors' in Business," Bella said as a waitress leaned in and asked her if she'd like anything. She motioned for her to come closer and whispered something to her. The waitress smiled and nodded.
"Thank you," Bella told her, and the waitress left.
"What the hell are you doing working as a secretary for Cullen & Cullen Co.?" Jasper asked Bella, watching her with curious eyes.
"Actually, like I told Edward before, I like some of the charity work the company does, and I wanted to be a part of that, even if it's not much." Bella shrugged her shoulders and rose from her seat, looking at the dance floor.
"Bella, it looks like that doctor you were with earlier is back," Alice said prancing over to Bella. "What's his name again? He looks like he's looking for someone, maybe you."
"Mike. He looks drunk though," Bella complained.
"So what?" Rosalie said putting her two cents in. "He's a doctor –go for it." I clenched my fists, hoping Bella wouldn't go back to that asshole.
"Fine I'll go, but first, Emmett, I need another one." Bella said, walking over to him. She took the seat in between Emmett and me, scooting in the tight space. Her dress rode up a little, which did not go unnoticed by me. Bella took another shot, shuddering slightly, and her eyes were squeezed shut as she took the lemon.
"Okay, if I don't come back, I'll see everybody later, and thanks for the drinks," Bella said, looking at each of us. "Thanks for a great time and dinner, ladies. Edward, thanks for the dance." She turned and left.
I closed my eyes, fighting the urge to get up and walk after her. She wasn't mine to claim. She wasn't mine to watch out for. She could take care of herself.
"Edward, what's wrong with you?" Alice asked, taking Bella's seat.
"Nothing," I grumbled.
"If you're that worried about her, just watch her. She's a good person for you, Edward, but I don't want her to get hurt."
"I wouldn't hurt her."
"Not intentionally, but you will," Alice whispered. "You always hurt them." The others were talking amongst themselves, allowing us a bit of privacy.
"Am I really that bad?" I asked, looking for an answer I didn't really want.
"You tell me," Alice said, cocking her eyebrow in question.
I shrugged my shoulders before rising from my seat and walking out of the room, after bidding everyone goodnight. I went to the men's room, and I stopped for a moment while washing my hands. I realized the man that Bella had been with earlier was talking with another man.
"Yeah, she's fucking gorgeous, did you see those legs?" Mike gloated. "Not to mention her lips. I can just imagine them around my fucking cock."
"Lucky bastard. I take it she's going home with you."
"I think so. Just in case, I'll buy her a couple more drinks to seal the deal."
"Good luck, man."
"Yeah, thanks," Mike said, and the other man left while Mike washed his hands. He ran his hands through his hair and looked in the mirror before leaving.
I finished quickly and headed to the bar. At the other end of it, I saw Mike leaning in, asking the bartender for drinks. I scanned the room, realizing that Bella must be alone.
She was in the middle of the room, dancing on her own. There were a few men watching her as she swayed to the music with her eyes closed. One man approached her from behind and put his hands on her hips. She stopped quickly, turned around and shook her head, taking several steps away before she started to dance again. I took a shot, ready to go after her again, but then I noticed another man try the same thing. She turned him away, too.
Then the line started forming. After the fifth one, I noticed that Mike was distracted talking to someone with short brown hair.
I walked over to Bella, placed my hands on her hips and whispered in her ear.
"May I have another dance?" I asked, my voice low and husky. She answered me by pressing her body closer to mine. I was all for another round of teasing, but it didn't last long. Mike decided to approach us with drinks in his hands.
"Hey, Bella, I got our drinks."
"She's busy dancing with me, Mike," I growled and pulled her closer. Mike took a step back and left, turning back to the brunette he'd been talking with previously.
"What the hell was that?" Bella stopped dancing and looked at me.
"You're not leaving with him. I heard him gloating in the men's room about taking you home."
"Did you even care to think that's something I may have wanted?"
"He's drunk, he could hurt you, and you don't even know him."
"He's a doctor, and I wanted to go with him," she argued.
"You're not leaving with him," I repeated, my voice firm.
"What's it to you anyway?" She looked at me, confused.
I didn't know how to respond. My face softened as I looked into her confused brown eyes.
"I don't know."
I had to get out of there. I turned on my heels and left without a woman on my arm or a new number. I had to leave because if I didn't, I might have done something I would later regret.
Bella Swan was going to be the death of me.
Bella
I watched Edward walk out the door and into the cool evening Seattle air.
"Wow, I have never seen him leave without someone," Alice said in awe beside me.
"That was incredible," Rosalie said.
"Did you see the look on his face?" Jasper said, standing beside Alice. "He looked like his cat died."
"What does this mean?" Emmett asked, slightly confused.
"This means that he's confused," I answered thoughtfully. "He wants more from me, and that's something he doesn't care to admit. He also seems a little scared that he'll hurt me."
My head tried to decipher everything that had happened up to this point. "In other words, he's questioning who he is and what he wants."
Mike, Tyler and Jessica made their way towards me, bringing a smile to my face.
"So, how did we do?" Mike asked, his arm around his fiancée Jessica.
"Perfect. He heard the whole conversation between you and Tyler." I smiled at my past subject and two of my former clients.
"Whatever we can do to help you. We owe you a lot." Jessica quickly wrapped her arms around me in gratitude.
Tyler and Jessica were Mike's best friends and had hired me a little over a year ago to break Mike's heart. I'd also made him realize what was under his nose – Jessica. Now they were together, happy, and getting married in a month.
"I'm just glad things worked out, and I might need you again later, Mike. So in exchange for your help, I promised two plane tickets to Hawaii." I handed them the tickets from my purse.
"So, who else do you have to help you with this guy anyway?" Tyler asked, looking at the rest of Edward's family.
"Some of Edward's family is helping, and my secret weapon – Jacob Black."
"Do you mean Jacob Black, as in partner of Black & Uley Co., and Edward's number one enemy?" Emmett asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Yes, that's him. He's a former subject, and he owes me. I introduced him to his girlfriend and future wife Nessie."
"How is Jacob Black going to help you?" Alice asked warily.
"Oh, you'll see," I stated simply.
Shortly afterward, I made my way toward the club's office. I knocked on the door lightly, waiting. I straightened my dress and quickly fluffed out my hair. The door swung open, and I was immediately pulled in, a large body wrapping around me.
I gasped, trying to wiggle out of the bear hug. "David, I need to breathe."
He quickly released me and looked at me sheepishly. "Sorry, Bells," he said, his intense hazel eyes boring into my own. "What brings you by?"
I sighed and motioned toward the small blue couch. We sat down, and I explained to him about my new subject. He wasn't too happy about it, because he'd had hoped that I would stop doing this long enough for me to find love. He wanted me to find the love that I helped his brother Julian find.
"Who is the poor bastard?"
"Edward Cullen," I said, watching to see his reaction to him.
He whistled and shook his head in disbelief. "Bells, you have your work cut out for you with Edward."
I nodded, and I knew I had to bring something up. I couldn't give a good enough reason, but I had to try. "David, I need a favor."
"Anything."
"I need you to make sure Tanya never serves the Cullens again."
"Why? You're not jealous of her and Edward, are you?"
I shook my head – it was just a tiny white lie.
"I can't tell you everything, but I mainly don't trust her."
"Consider it done, then."
Edward
How could one woman have me questioning my life? This was crazy. Bella was like any other woman.
Who am I kidding? She's not like any other woman.
If she was, I wouldn't have thought twice about her. I paid the cab driver and made my way up to my apartment on the eleventh floor of the building I lived in.
I changed quickly and settled in bed. My thoughts swirled around Bella and the way it felt to touch her. Her skin had been so soft and warm and her hands had left a tingling sensation wherever she had touched me. I drifted off to sleep, knowing that my dreams would be filled with images of her –and I welcomed them.
AN: Song lyrics is from Future/Sex Sound by Justin Timberlake