The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: Bedroom

Pen Name: maxandmo

Pairing/Main Character(s):ExB

Rating: M

Multi-chapter

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I don't own Twilight. Extra special thanks to Twilly for encouraging me to write and Sarah for beta'ing! Luv ya's! (maxandmo on Twitter and Maxandmo Fanfiction on FB)

8. Bedroom

Bella and Edward hadn't felt so carefree in a very long time. They got so caught up in their fun, they didn't notice Jessica Stanley standing at the shore staring at them.

It wasn't that Jessica was the jealous type; in her head no one would be foolish enough to cheat on her hot self. It was more that Edward was usually such a drag around her.

Conservative.

Stick in the mud.

Boring.

If Jessica needed excitement she knew who to get it from, and it wasn't from Edward. She was thankful she had many girlfriends to pass the time with.

It was a good thing the man was fine and totally gifted in his pants. For what Jessica thought he lacked in personality, he definitely made up for in the bedroom.

She enjoyed showing him off at the various affairs their families expected them to attend. It helped her social status to be seen with such a looker, and she knew that her parents sent them on this trip so that he could properly propose to her. In fact, their jeweler knew exactly what ring she expected him to buy her.

She knew for a fact that the Masens felt their union was a solid business decision, and that they didn't particularly care for her as a person, rather as Bruce Stanley's daughter. It was the way things worked amongst Seattle's high society. They were the golden couple.

Did she love Edward? If love meant knowing that he would always be at her beck and call and eye candy on her arm, then sure. Did he love her? What wasn't to love? What Jessica did love was attention, and at the moment her soon to be fiancé's attention was focused on someone else.

She cleared her throat attempting to get their attention. For a minute she was mad that she left her string bikini in the bedroom. Nothing could get attention faster than a set of double D's. As it was, she was wrapped up in her silk robe and there was no way she'd even consider getting it wet. Not to mention, the ocean creeped her the hell out.

Edward preferred to run in the mornings, which was fine with her as long as he left her sleeping while he did so. She counted on her beauty sleep, along with cosmetics and a little botox, to keep her looking so good.

She had a bit of a headache and was in desperate need of a Chai Tea. A massage wouldn't hurt anyone either. She was going to have to ask that Cullen man if she could schedule one.

Her irritation started to grow as she stood on the beach wasting time. Jessica picked at her perfectly manicured nails and was about to yell for Edward, but the girl in the water suddenly stopped flailing about and looked right at her. Jessica gave the girl a sort of half wave which was meant to say, "tell my boyfriend I want some fucking tea, and ew, you're in the ocean with your clothes on."

She watched as the girl said something to Edward and wasn't all that pleased when the smile dropped from his face at the sight of her standing there. She suddenly felt like she was intruding on their moment, when instead there wasn't a way in hell he was going to have a 'moment' with someone other than her. How dare he?

They started to make their way to shore, and Jessica was even more appalled when she saw that Edward was fully clothed in his running gear to include his shoes. Then again, why was he splashing around in the water with the plain girl anyway?

"Really, Edward? If you needed exercise that bad, I could've given you quite a workout," Jessica said seductively while jutting out her chest.

There was no way the girl in front of her could possibly compare. She looked like a drowned rat; her hair scraggily dripping into the sand, and her less than ample chest framed by her wet t-shirt.

She thought she saw Edward roll his eyes at her but couldn't be for sure. "Jessica, I'd like you to meet Bella. Bella, this is Jessica."

Bella muttered a quick hello that sounded much different from the exuberant girl Jessica had just witnessed in the water.

"Hello, Bella. I see the water must be quite cold," she said while pointedly looking at Bella's chest.

Bella looked down at her hard nipples, clearly visible through her un-padded bra and t-shirt and quickly covered her chest with her arms.

Jessica did not get what a fun-loving guy like Mike was doing with the likes of her. It wasn't that she had done anything that struck Jessica as wrong, instead that she was someone who seemed to fade into the background.

A non-entity.

Unnoticeable.

Unremarkably plain.

Her toenail polish was even chipped. Jessica had to hold in a gasp when she saw that.

"Edward, I need to find out how to schedule a massage, and I need you to hunt down that kitchen lady and find me a Chai Tea. You know I can't function without one." Jessica pouted her lips and said, "puleeese" in full baby-talk mode.

Bella, without warning, flipped her head forward which sprayed water all over Jessica and her silk robe. If Bella realized it, she didn't let on, instead continued to fix her hair into a knot on the top of her head.

Jessica nearly screeched when she saw the water droplets all over her fancy robe. Edward couldn't help but smirk, as he was sure it was intentional. He had to hold back from laughing when he saw that a water droplet was tracing a path down her cheek; orange resdue in full effect from her god awful spray tan.

Quiet Bella definitely had some spunk. Edward couldn't help himself as he chanced a peek at her wet chest. He felt something inside of him stir when he saw her pink, perfectly hard nipples through her shirt. He thought her breasts were great; size B's if he had to guess. Most importantly, they were real. The chirp of Jessica's phone startled him enough to pull his eyes away from them.

She picked it up and immediately began to chatter incessantly while walking back toward the main house.

He looked into Bella's eyes and smiled at her, "That was the best run I've had in a very long time. I better go find the queen some tea before things get ugly."

He turned and followed Jessica back to the main house while Bella stood swooning at his retreating form.

Yes, Mike is a dick, and Jess is a diva.

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