Chapter 2

Rosalie is stunningly beautiful, and Emmett is a handsome man. Both are so well put together. Alice and Jasper are a lovely couple, too.

"So, we're pregnant!" Rose announces. She beams with joy.

Jasper shakes Emmett's hand across the table.

Bella shifts uncomfortably. She's happy for Rose, really, but she's struggling with the desire for a child that she can't seem to have at the moment.

Rose glances at Bella. "I'm sorry. Shit. Shit, Em." She looks to her husband.

"Bella, we…" She knows Bella's trying to have a child. The guys don't say anything; it's a female-shared experience and heartbreak when it doesn't happen.

"Stop." Bella puts her hand up. "I'm so thrilled for you guys," Bella tells them honestly. They'll make awesome parents. Just awesome.

Bella lies in bed with her hands at her chest, and she stares up at the ceiling. It's pitch black in the room, but she still looks. She thinks about what Sue said last weekend, and she knows that her stepmother is right. Sighing, she curls to the side and shuts her eyes, willing herself to fall asleep.

Bella runs around her block, stopping outside of her drive and bends over panting, her hands pressed to her knees as the clarity hits her. Relax, have fun, and enjoy the life she has created for herself.

"Seriously, Bella. What the hell?"

"What?" Bella questions what Jessica says she walks into her home.

Jessica drops her bag on the table by the door. "Where have you been hiding this body?"

Bella laughs and shakes her head.

"So, Alice and Rose are pissed they can't come."

"They have husbands and children. They'll get over it."

Jessica agrees. She's known Bella for a few years now, though they don't run in the same crowd. Bella's a whole lot more reserved. Alice and Rose stick together, but they're friendly. Jessica was thrilled Bella called her up. She called Lauren and Irina up to join them, as well.

Bella checks her makeup and then her phone. She got an earfull from Rose about being safe and not going wild like someone on her 21st birthday. She shot her a text back, and that was that.

Edward walks into the club and looks around. He needs a place to stay tonight. He needs a warm, willing female. Scanning the classy place, he isn't sure how he got in, but he thinks it had something to do with the women gawking at him in line. He's traveled the country, and he plans do it again. His life is on the road; he doesn't have roots or ties to anyone but his Harley.

Bella doesn't drink. She can't help it. In the back of her mind, even when she's trying to relax, she can't help but plan. She can't help but think about the future.

"Buy you a drink?"

Bella turns and looks to her left. Her eyes land on the man's forearms. They're strong and lean, covered in tattoos. "Um…"

"Sure! She'd love it," Jessica pipes in for her.

Bella widens her eyes at Jessica. Clearly the woman is taking it upon herself to be her wingman. Wingwoman. The guy standing to her left is not someone she would date. She's a partner at Lloyd, Grossman, and Duncan. He looks like someone that would need her defense team. "I… I‒"

"Let me guess. Mimosa?"

"Not drinking tonight, actually," she informs him and his wicked smirk.

Edward grins down at her. "What are you drinking then?"

"I'm good with my water," Bella tells him.

"I'll have vodka on the rocks," Edward calls to the bartender.

Bella looks forward and twirls her water with lemon.

"Be interested," Jessica advises. She grins at the hot guy with the tattoo sleeves. "Fuckhot," she whispers. Jessica slaps Bella's ass before giggling over to Lauren and Irina.

"What's your name, baby?"

"Not 'baby,' just Bella," she says tightly. She wishes she could have a drink and relax, enjoy herself. She had a plan to do just that tonight. "I'll have a Mimosa," she orders suddenly.

"A Mimosa for the lady," he calls down to the bartender, a grin on his face.

"And you are?"

"Edward."

Bella mouths his name, just testing it. "Edward," she finally says aloud. "Thank you." Her hand grips the drink, and she takes a sip. It's amazing. "Mmm…" It slides down her throat. She hasn't had a drink in ages. She knows she'll be set back, but she needs to let go for a night and have fun.

Edward leers at her and grins. He steps closer. She's pretty and looks tight, but he can deal with that. She can be naughty tight.

"You can't intimidate me with that wicked grin of yours," Bella tells him matter-of-factly. She's a savvy lawyer who has her head on straight.

"No?" He lets a laugh out. "And here I was simply trying to win your affections so that we could have a wild night." He shakes his head and tips it to the side. He steps closer, his body pressing against hers.

Bella stares up at him, her Mimosa now finished.

Edward leans down and presses his lips to hers. "Do me the honor, sweet Bella," he mutters against her lips.

Her head is spinning from the drink, and his scent, and lips. He's completely wrong for her. This won't go anywhere. They're like chalk and cheese. But she came out tonight to have fun, and he looks like fun. The kiss that's still touching her lips? Well, that's more than fun.

Thanks a bunch!

Once again beta-ed by MariahajilE