Chapter 7. On My Radio : Selector - from the Ska Revival of the late 70's
Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight...all Isobel owns is an awesome beta! ;-)
~~OtA~~
EPOV
Thankfully, Edward spoke up first.
"I think we may be jumping the gun here. Bella and I haven't even had our first date yet, so maybe we aren't all that compatible. But I do know I damn well want the opportunity to do so and we'll just work that out when the time comes. Meanwhile, don't go setting the wedding date just yet." He turned and dipped his face down to meet Bella's, catching her eyes, giving her one of his crooked smiles.
She cleared her throat.
"Rose is right Edward." Her voice became quite small. "Us, this can't happen. You're the bad guy Edward and you should stay away from me. You're no good for me."
She watched Edward's face harden.
"Very well. So glad this is settled. Moot point and all, at present. Girl shoots down guy in front of wingmen and wing-er-women and he understands. He'll keep to himself from now on." Edward rose, knocking the wheeled chair towards the wall where Bella was certain that it had left a dent.
"Your monkey squad can probably stay away now; this guy can take a hint!" Edward stormed out the door and could be heard knocking objects over as he went to his office, the door slamming hard behind him.
Emmett was infuriated. He looked at Rose and at Alice and then said in a low, authoritative voice. "He is a decent guy. A really decent guy. This character he has to play, DJ EC, is an amalgamation of the worst shit that we can come up with, for entertainment. He is our front man, he risks his life when we do the outside broadcasts - he got stabbed in the arm once by a crazed fan, all because of some comment we made him say on air. He is intelligent and kind and if that isn't good enough for you to look past our character that we created then you have issues. All of you." Emmett got up to leave.
Rose stood up at the same time, speaking quickly before Emmett could exit. "Perhaps we should have some discussions about the logistics with all of this, and we can arrange the next few weeks. Bella will need to have a schedule to avoid him. I don't want her in any compromising situations with him, good or bad, in the coming weeks. We'll have a discussion together about how this continues afterwards. I guess we can work on a plan B if those two decide to get together then."
"You don't need a plan B Rose, I'll behave myself. Plus right now, I think he hates my guts. I think we just need to be adults about this and get it over and done with. Regardless of his personal character Emmett, Jasper, I think any relationship will just be professional. That's my last word. It will never go any further; I can't hurt my friends' income because I get a little flustered over a boy." She stood up, nodded a farewell to Emmet and Jasper and turned to Alice and Rose. "I'll be waiting in the car. Text me when you're ready."
She walked past Edward's office, noticing that the heavily slammed door appeared to be intact. She had an idea and she walked to reception, trying to remember the bubbly brunette's name.
"Hey, Jessica?" The brunette stood up to speak to her, her curls dancing around her head as it bobbled like one of those toys you see sitting in a 1950's car. Her twinset cardigan was a little too tight over her ample breasts for Bella's liking.
"Yes Miss Swan, how can I help you?"
"Just wondering if I could borrow a computer for a few minutes?"
"Yes of course - Lauren has gone on break, you can borrow hers. There is a generic log in which is here," Jessica handed Bella a slip of paper. Bella came around the desk, logged in, did what she needed and then asked Jessica if she could deliver a message to Mr. Cullen for her. Jessica nodded and handed Bella an envelope that was resealable.
"Could you give it to him immediately, it's very important."
By this stage Lauren had returned, looking very nervous to see a lawyer was sitting at her desk. She looked slightly antsy as Bella returned the seat to her.
"I don't go on Facebook much!" Bella look quizzically at Lauren.
"It's ok, I was just logging in to check something, but I would suggest you stay off Facebook during company time, there are some bad precedents being set out there for indiscreet employees." Lauren nodded her head in agreement, her posture indicating that she was pleased that her covert use of the company computer wasn't about to be ratted out by a lawyer.
Bella walked to her car, hopeful that Edward would understand her motives and go along with her idea. She sat in her car and waited for her friends. And for her iPhone to beep.
EPOV
"Rose is right Edward." Her voice became quite small. "Us, this can't happen. You're the bad guy Edward and you should stay away from me. You're no good for me."
He had enough of women telling him wasn't any good for them. Tanya had spat out a similar line. Something about him being insensitive to her needs. He had reacted badly, something about wing-people and going down in flames. It didn't matter. He was obviously not meant to act on any feelings he had for any woman any more. Even slamming his door had not offered relief, and he now felt quite sheepish about his behavior.
"You are a fucking girl, Mr. Cullen. A big, fat, fucking girl." No one in his office talked back to him to discredit his statement.
He logged into his computer and started to answer some long overdue emails, arranging his calendar, and in general avoiding walking out in the hallway where he might run into that other woman. Tanya and Bella could be a matching pair of women who had both rejected him. Tanya had at least had the courtesy not to do so in front of his friends.
A small knock set him further on edge, just as he was winding down.
He opened the door, but instead of the brunette he was avoiding recently being at the door, it was another brunette, one that he had been avoiding long term for the last six months, standing with an envelope.
"It's a message for you, Mr. Cullen." He thanked Jessica and closed the door in gently in her face. It was rather revolting how she punctuated the words "Mr. Cullen" with little thrusts of her breasts.
He opened the envelope, which was sealed and pulled out a small slip of paper.
He read:
I'm not very good at being devious...but for you I am willing to give it a go. Juliette (at) hotmail(dot)com
He hastily went to his computer. It took a few moments to set up a hotmail account and he entered in his response.
From: Dodgy Romeo
To: Juliette
Subject: Nice mind game
Date: 24 August 2010 09:56:40 AM
To Juliette,
Nice. Had me going. Remind me to tell you why I don't trust women anymore. Does this mean what I think it means?
Dodgy Romeo.
He sat and waited for her response. Trying very hard not to smile.
~~OtA~~
I know another quickie. I just wanted things to be right between them. I like happy endings. Waiting for The University of Edward Masen to update. Love that story. And MOTU II is out as well... Good story line with kink thrown in, something for all of us to aspire to...
I am gonna be sitting in my dining room and working on some uni stuff. Just had to get this out of my head.
Reviews bleep on my iPhone and make me stop doing uni and start writing more chapters...To my reviewers so far...Many thanks- especially elaine67, because she knew someone who voted for the sex party! Thanks FicObsessed for the awesome Beta job, the story makes sense now I hope!