It's 3 a.m and I updated well because... you'll see...
The diamond encrusted heart pendent sitting inside the tiffany's jewelery box was one of the absolutely best gifts of my entire life. It was stunning.
"Oh Jasper, you really shouldnt have," I couldnt hide the enthusiasm behind the necklace, and his gesture.
He was really the best boyfriend ever.
"Happy one week of work, babe!" He pressed his lips to my forehead and left a trail of kisses that led to my nose as I giggled.
Not only had this been my first week of work at CNL, but I had also slept at Jasper's almost every single night. We were a couple, like a serious one. It was strange...
My last serious relationship was from the age of fifteen to eighteen with Jacob Black... and he had broken my heart.
Lifting my hair, I turned as he placed the necklace around my neck. Jasper wanted the world to know I was taken, and I was his.
And I didnt mind it.
My cellphone buzzed in my pocketbook by the end table. Rolling my eyes I made a shoot me gesture as I went to retrieve it.
"Is that him, again?" Jasper chuckled sitting back against his couch referring to his nuisance of an older brother, and my boss.
"Yep."
I showed him the text message: Where are the files on the Newton Venture Tp!?
If it wasnt for me, I'm pretty sure Edward wouldnt be able to get anything done. How he was the CEO of a multi-million dollar company was beyond me. He was like a giant baby that needed to have someone constantly holding his hand through everything.
Jasp said the last intern quit after 3 days, which is why we are celebrating my one week there.
"Let me call him," I said standing up attempting to make my way towards the balcony as Jasper shook his head and sighed angrily.
"Just go help him. He's been annoying us all night."
It was a friday night, I did not want to spend my friday night in an office helping my boss look for paperwork all night...
In my hand, my phone buzzed again. He was calling this time.
"How do you deal with him?" I asked Jasper as I snatched my purse and went in search for my shoes. "Ill see you later babe."
"Ill order us some chinese!" He called as I walked out the door and headed towards CNL.
"My coffee only has one sugar Bella, I need my coffee to have two sugars."
Apparently, one table spoon of sugar doesnt add up to two sugars.
Bella, my laptop froze. How do I fix it?
Did I have computer technician written on my face? I mean Im pretty sure they have a whole floor dedicated to that.
God this man was driving me fucking crazy. And it didnt help that he smelled like vanilla and aftershave, or that he was drop-dead fucking gorgeous.
Mentally smacking myself for my mind going there, I tapped my fingers against the side of the door in the back of the cab. This had better be quick.
**TC**
Every single light in the building was off except for the one on the top floor. Annoyed, I made my way to the elevators and up towards Edward's office. The first week of an intern's job is always referred to as hell week, luckily I had breezed by. Something told me that Edward wasnt giving me his full boss-atude though. Most of the time, he seemed to be in light spirits.
Except tonight.
This venture was a huge deal and he was super stressed out.
Not bothering to knock, I opened the door to his massive office and let myself in. His head was down on his desk and he was humming to himself.
He hadnt even bothered looking for the documents himself.
Looking up at me, his eyes seemed to brighten. "Tp..."
Rolling my eyes I sat across from him and crossed my legs, remembering I was now in a very short summer dress. Should I had put my work clothes back on?
"What's wrong Mr. Cullen?"
He shook his head and stood walking towards his large-panel windows and stared out into the nightsky. "I told you not to call me that TP."
"And I told you not to call me TP," I mumbled under my breath as he chuckled lightly and turned towards me flashing me a wonderful crooked smile.
My heart soared, and I had to look away as he began to pace his office.
"I cant think straight anymore Bella," He confessed and it was the first time he had said my name, and it sounded beautiful coming from his mouth.
"W-why is that?" Wanting to pinch myself, I kept my gaze away from his. Why had I stuttered.
"Wish I could tell you...," He whispered as he sat beside me and stared down as if avoiding my face.
"Are you alright, Edward?" Stupidly, I reached for his hand and he looked up fighting an inner battle, his green eyes blazed.
"I cant get you out of my head Isabella Swan."
My body-tensed and I seemed to go pale as the goosebumps spread. Had he really just said that to me? Take it back. Please take it back. This couldnt be happening.
"Is that... is that from him?" He had paused as if to recover from something as he pointed to the diamond necklace on my neck.
Not knowing what else to do, I just nodded feeling uncomfortable and extremely confused.
Suddenly, he stood and went around his desk and faced his computer screen. The lean-muscles ripped through his light-blue button up as he had his back towards me. The suit jacket laid beside him on the desk unwrinkled.
He hated being in a suit.
"Show me where the Newton files are TP. Then you should get home."
Without saying a word, I stood to go by him and help him find the files in his library of documents feeling his presence and the close proximity as the tension and lust filled the room.
Temptation is a bitch.
"Open that file right there, I pointed to the screen."
He looked up at my face and my heart sort of kinda melted...
"Thanks TP. I'll see you on Monday."
And that was it. Not knowing what else to say or do, I left and went back to Jaspers. I seriously contemplated telling him I was going to my apartment to just sleep, but questions would arise and I wasnt sure I could even answer them. It was obvious that I could never, ever tell him what his brother had just told me. But, how did I deal with knowing that he... thought about me?
That he wanted me.
When I hate to admit it, I wanted him to.
There was something seriously wrong with me. Exactly why was I being such an awful person right now. All I could think about was Edward.
And that night, when I wrapped my legs around Jasper... I caught a glimpse of gleaming emerald green eyes as my lids closed.
**TC**
Another week had passed, Edward and I had pretended that night had never happened. Neither of us spoke about it and it was is if he had never revealed anything to me. Work went as usual, with him making annoying requests and never knowing where anything was.
Jasper was going on a business trip for the next week, so I went back to my apartment. My mom came to visit and we went out for Sushi Friday night. She told me she wanted to meet Jasper, and she would fill my father (Phil) in on the new man in my life.
I told her it was too soon.
When my mom left, off to the suburbs of long island, I trudged upstairs to my loft and changed into a giant t-shirt Rosalie had left behind and small boxer shorts. Stalking my best-friends facebook photos, I noticed that they were having the time of their lives. Italian food, italian boos, and italian boys.
Bored, I opened up a book Angela had thrown under the futon in the living room. It was a sappy romance novel about a teenage girl and a vampire. This is so stupid, I thought to myself. Yet, I couldnt put it down.
Jasper called around eleven and told me he missed me and his hotel room was shitty because I wasnt laying next to him.
I agreed.
At midnight, my eye lids were fluttering and I was about to pass out in my living-room when my cell-phone started buzzing uncontrollably.
A call, from Cullen the Boss.
Which was what he had put himself in my phone as. I would have probably written Hitler.
If he needed me to find another freakin document I was going to tell him to fuck himself. It was midnight. Edward needed a hobby. Work, work, work all day long.
"Hello?" My voice sounded groggy, even to my own ears.
"Did I wake you TP?" His voice was like velvet wine, and perfect as always.
"No," I yawned waiting for an explanation. I'm NOT going to the office right now.
"Can you open your door?"
It took me a few long seconds to realize what he had just asked me to do as I was suddenly very awake and jumped up looking down at what I was wearing.
"I-uh. Cant. Im naked." Smacking my forehead I looked around taking in the pile of books in the corner, the cheap tube tv, and the super cute but tacky collage on the back wall.
"Well then you really should open the door before I bust it down."
Was he being serious? How could he just say that to me...
There was a sound at the door as if he really was getting ready to break it down. Throwing my romance book back under the futon where I found it, I combed my fingers through my hair and walked over towards the front door.
He was in a plain blue t-shirt and jeans, looking both regal and god-like. His bronze hair was a mess, as if he had just crawled out of bed. More tousled then usual.
Closing the door behind him, I turned to watch him smile at every single thing he saw in the loft and then sat on our crappy futon.
The Jersey Shore was on the TV, and I rushed to shut it off before sitting beside him and turning to him.
"So... what brings you out to these parts?"
He scooted closer to me. "Just checking to see if you're ok."
Arching my eyebrows at him, "Why wouldnt I be?"
A sly smile spread on the corner of his face, "Well with Jasper gone and all. I figured you could use some company." His deamoner seemed nonchalant enough not to have other intentions.
As a young woman I knew better. Especially when the sexual tension in the air couldnt be licked off with a wooden spoon.
There was only one way to get rid of it. Well two ways, and neither was an option at the moment.
Kick Edward out.
Or give in.
My hormones were screaming for the second, but my head told me to stay sane.
"This is really innappropriate Mr. Cullen."
He rolled his eyes as he laid back on the futon and grabbed the remote. "Cut the crap TP. We can be friends. Cant we?"
I laid back on the futon facing away from him and towards the television. "I guess. Like my 65" inch 3D LED TV?" I joked referring to the one that hung over his desk in his office.
He laughed. "It's the best fucking TV Ive ever seen." That was the first time I had heard Edward curse, and the moment I realized he may have been a millionaire, but he wasnt a snob and didnt care to act like it.
We ended up watching a Walk to Remember and I balled my eyes out at the end not noticing he had somehow wrapped his arm around me until the movie Transformers started.
We fell asleep.
And by the time I had woken up, he was gone.
Somehow, I felt guily. Im pretty sure he did too.