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Chapter 2

Edward's POV

God, my head was pounding. Fuck, how many shots of Jack did I have last night? I lost count after six. I remember hanging out with Jasper at Mickey's. He decided he wanted a night with the guys, that didn't mean he didn't adore my sister. He did. He fucking worshipped the ground she walked on. But with the wedding in just a few months he needed to just let off some steam. I loved my sister. Don't get me wrong. But she was one fucking live wire and when she had her sights set on something nothing got in her way of getting whatever the fuck it was.

The wedding plans were stressing Jasper out. Alice wanted him involved in just about every facet of the process. Why I don't know. Shit my mother and sister-in-law, Rosalie, were already part of the gruesome threesome and I didn't mean that in a bad way. My mother Esme, was the most genuine, caring and loving woman I have ever known. And Rosalie, well she was married to my older brother Emmett. She was a blonde knockout but a bitch on wheels at times. Being three months pregnant made her all the more of a smart ass. In fact, I felt at times she was even worse. It was almost as if she blamed everyone else for the fact it had taken her and Emmett nearly four years to conceive. Whatever, the deed was finally done and my hope was as soon as the kid was born her disposition would change for the better. Underneath it all I did love her, she had one hell of a sense of humor, family meant a lot to her and she kept Emmett in line like nobody's business.

I was warm and could feel my dick getting hard. Shit, morning wood. I felt the lightest touch on my dick and was awakened with a jolt.

"Mmm….baby is that for me." A sultry voice whispered as her hand continued to stroke me.

Fuck me, it was all coming back to me. Tanya was draped across me, one hand on my dick the other fondling my chest, her fingers grazing the hair there.

I am an asshole.

I was so fucked up last night that, when she walked over to me my dick had already made up its mind. She was all over me. She was always all over me. At one time maybe I thought it was hot and got off on how she would always blow smoke up my ass on what stud I was. How I knew how to fuck her every way possible and make her come in a matter of minutes. But it wasn't long before I got tired of her clinginess and her constant texting or calling my cell to see where I was at. I had never promised her anything. It was light and fun at the beginning. She got what she wanted from me and I got what I wanted. She had no problem getting on her knees and she loved the hard pounding I would give her.

I started sliding out of bed when her arm snaked around my waist. "Tanya, I need to get going. I have a meeting in Beaver at 10. I need to get home get showered and ready."

"Edward…you can shower here. No need to run home." She trailed kisses along my neck to my chest before her mouth latched on to my left nipple.

Shower here and what, wear the same fucking clothes?

"Sorry, it's not happening. This meeting is pretty important and I can't be late. Emmett will kick my ass if I'm late."

I got out of bed. I grabbed my boxers, jeans and shirt that were scattered on the bedroom floor. Emmett had cautioned me last night he would have my balls if I was late for the meeting at Wolf's. No way was I getting into it with Emmett, not over Tanya. I slipped my shoes on and found my jacket in the living room on the couch and keys lying on the kitchen table.

"Edward…" She was standing in the living room in all her fucking glory.

You have got to be kidding me, my dick twitched.

I gave her a quick look over my shoulder as I reached for the door handle.

"Call me later baby, maybe we can have dinner tonight." She started walking towards me and I knew I had to get the hell out of here.

"Dinner tonight…, sorry Mondays are a bitch at the office. I won't get out until late."

With that I turned the handle and walked out the door.

I had put off telling her that this wasn't going anywhere. Not that I had ever told Tanya there was any future between us. She had dropped hints with Alice a few times. It's why I knew that she felt this was developing into something more. And it didn't help that I did invite her to the Labor Day barbecue my parents held every year.

What the fuck was I thinking?

My parents started the tradition when we were living in Chicago. The move to Washington, Forks specifically was made for a few reasons. One, my dad was tired of the pressures of living in the big city, and both Emmett and I decided to attend the University of Washington in Seattle. Emmett sought out a degree in Civil Engineering, I opted one in Architecture. Both of us had dreamed one day we would start our own company and build things.

Mom, Dad and Alice made the official move to Forks when I was in my sophomore year and Emmett in his junior.

Forks was a small town with maybe around 3500 people. It was rural and a far cry from the Windy City.

My father was the Chief of Surgery at University of Chicago Medical Center. He had worked his balls off to land this prestigious position. After ten years of missing out on so many family dinners, functions and his kids' events he decided it was time for a change.

Forks Community Hospital was not even close to the size of UCMC but it kept my father busy considering he had been appointed Chief of Surgery in his second year. He may have changed locations but the job was still demanding, however he made a point of balancing his personal life and that of being a doctor. I really admired him. I hoped one day to be half the man he was. The way he loved my mother was a beautiful thing. Or I should say step mother. Hell, Esme was more of a mother to me than my own blood had been and my father adored her. I didn't know if that kind of love was in the cards for me or if I was even capable of that depth of emotion. I know my father gave love another try after having his heart broken. At the present moment I was content to date casually and yeah, that sometimes meant hooking up for the night. I wasn't proud of some of the shit I had done but I never intentionally led anyone on. I was getting the feeling though Tanya wasn't going to see it this way.

~SyP~

I made it to my place in record time. I knew enough to watch my speed in the Cayenne but I couldn't help but push it some. I loved speed and being behind the wheel of a vehicle that could bring it gave me such a rush. It was nearly as good as sex, nearly. I clicked my automatic garage remote that was housed on the console as I approached my driveway. It was 8:00 AM. I breathed a bit easier knowing that I wouldn't need to rush. Beaver was only fifteen minutes away.

After graduating from UW I moved back temporarily with my parents in Forks. My grandparents had left Emmett, Alice and I a hefty trust fund. It paid for college, the start up in E & E Designs and then some. I still had quite a bit of it left thanks to Dad steering me in the right direction in investing. With that money I was able to buy this house on the outskirts of Forks about a mile and half from where my parents lived. It was far enough but not too far that I couldn't drop by whenever I felt like it, which was often. I loved my family; there wasn't anything I wouldn't do for any of them. I knew I could count on them in a heartbeat.

I clicked the switch to shut the garage door and made my way into the house. I needed to get into the shower and get the stench of Tanya scrubbed off every inch of my body. She practically drowned herself in whatever the fuck that fragrance was she wore. Not to mention the makeup she caked on. The girl was attractive. Blonde, petite and had a set of tits on her. Yet once you got past the outside there wasn't really much on the inside. She was shallow and self-absorbed. Why I ever got caught tangled up with her I will never understand.

Yeah you do, you are one horny son of a bitch.

The hot shower wiped away what remained of Tanya's hold on me and rejuvenated me. I also rubbed one out since I didn't take care of business with Tanya. I was feeling ten times better than when I woke up. A stop at Starbuck's on my way to Wolf's for caffeine was a definite must this morning.

My cell phone rang and I reached for it. "Hey Emm what's shaking man?"

"Bro, you gonna meet me on time at Wolf's?" Emmett asked and I could just see his face with that smirk and gleam in his eye.

"Yeah, why the fuck wouldn't I?" What the fuck, did I give him enough reason for him to think I would be late?

"Just checking man, Jasper told me you left with Tanya last night. He told me she had her claws dug in tight, so I figured you wouldn't be able to tear yourself away from her."

He was fucking laughing as he said those last few words. Prick!

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I was in a decent mood until this jackass had to start talking shit.

"Edward, come on. The bitch wants you and not just for a good fuck. Keep it wrapped bro, I would hate to see you get trapped by her." He sounded more concerned than trying to be an asshole.

"Trust me Emm, I have been careful. That's the last fucking thing I need. Not that if it happened I would marry her ass. Are you kidding me? She's been nothing but a pain in my crack for the last few months. I'm not going to see her again. It was fun in the beginning but now she's just an annoyance." I tasted the bitterness in my mouth when I thought about how many times I went down on that shit.

"Okay bro. Just words of advice, when you tell her don't do it over the phone. You owe her that much even if she is a bitch." He laughed.

"Whatever…so you want me to meet you at Wolf's?"

"Yup, see you there around ten of."

"See you then."

~SyP~

I pulled into the parking lot at Wolf's closer to quarter of ten. It gave me a few minutes to enjoy my coffee and listen to some music. A classical instrumental was the choice this morning. You could say my taste in music was eclectic. It ranged from Debussy to Johnny Cash. Well you know what they say; variety is the spice of life. And I loved spice.

I was a twenty seven year old guy who took what life gave him and kicked it up a notch. This had on more than one occasion got me into some trouble. Like with the whole Tanya bullshit. I know Emmett was right. I needed to tell her to her face that we were through. She was a bitch and did have that air of entitlement but she did at least deserve to be told in person. I could already see how it would play out. She was going to try and charm her way with using her mouth and hands on me to change my mind. I might be a horny bastard but this whole relationship if you even wanted to call it that had run its course.

Relationships! I can't say that I ever really had one that wasn't solely based on physical gratification. It was one of the reasons why I didn't think I had it in me to find that forever kind of love my parents had. I was too busy wanting to get off, instead of nurturing a relationship that could lead somewhere. My mother would tell me over and over it was simply I had yet to meet the right girl. I had yet to meet a girl who could keep my attention that went beyond getting my dick wet. Emmett liked to refer to me as a whoremonger. Maybe I was. If I ever brought a girl back to my place I either fucked her in the living room or the spare bedroom or any other room but my bedroom. Never, I mean never in my bedroom. What did that say?

I had dated enough women who were only interested in the Cullen name and all that came with it. A lesson learned. One my father learned the hard way. I wasn't going to find myself in the same position as he had. I don't know if you wanted to call it just a bad string of luck when it came to women. Or simply all I wanted was sex without it being complex and complicated. What I did know is, I had yet to meet anyone that made me think twice about wanting the forever after, kids and all.

What the fuck, either Emmett was rubbing off on me or Alice's impending nuptials was playing with my head. Thinking about long term relationships, kids? Me, fuck that.

I heard Emmett's big ass Jeep pull in beside me. He was right on time, what a shocker. I sipped the last few drops of my coffee and left the cup inside my vehicle. I opened the door and got out to greet my brother.

"Edward, you fucker, what's up?" Emmett smacked me hard on the back. It was his signature greeting.

"Emmett, you douche." I replied shoving his shoulder back.

We gave each other shit but the bottom line was we loved one another and had each other's backs. We were close and growing up we rough housed enough to make my mother nervous that one of us would end up in the ER. No one fucked with my family. Emmett felt the same way. And God help any fucker who messed with Alice. As much as her perpetual sunny disposition could annoy the snot out of us she was the baby, nobody was ever going to hurt her. Not if Emmett or I had anything to say about it. Jasper found out the first time he and Alice had a fight and she came home in tears. I think he nearly shit his pants when we showed up at his house to "talk" to him.

I followed Emmett as he approached the main door to Wolf's. The building was over twenty year's old, nothing really special just your basic office building. Windows rimmed the perimeter of the building from what I could see.

"Good Morning. May I help you?"

The older woman behind the reception desk greeted us with a smile.

"Good Morning. We are here to see Fred Smith" Emmett flashed that smile and those baby blues. I rolled my eyes.

"And who may I tell him is here." She asked sweetly.

"I am Emmett Cullen; this is my brother Edward of E & E Designs." Emmett quickly answered.

"One moment please." Sarah, as we later learned was her name asked us to take a seat while we waited to be shown in.

The reception area was bright, but typical waiting area. There was couple of leather couches and tables with a variety of ski and snowboarding magazines on display. It had been a while since I had skied. I had been on the ski team when I was in college. Since graduating and starting up the business my days on the slopes were a distant memory.

"Good Morning! I'm Jessica Stanley, Mr. Smith's personal assistant."

Emmett and I stood up quickly as we introduced ourselves. She was a perky with dark blonde hair and seemed to have a killer rack.

Of course you would notice her tits first…

We followed "Jessica" as she requested we refer to her, back to a conference room. I had my eyes on her ass, I couldn't help it. The girl strutted her stuff to make a point. I kept reminding myself I was here for business but my dick had other ideas.

Jessica opened the door to the conference room and ushered us in. She introduced us to Fred Smith. After shaking his hand he proceeded to introduce the rest of staff gathered in the room.

"Last but not least, this is Isabella Swan. She is part of my Customer Service Team and will have an input on how we want the department designed in the new building."

She stood up as she took a hold of Emmett's hand and greeted him. I felt something pull inside of me. She was petite with long brown hair and big brown eyes. Her smile was radiant not only illuminating her small round face but clearly registering in those eyes. She had the sweetest looking lips and I could only imagine how they would taste. And a fucking button nose! Am I insane? I couldn't help but feel as if my mouth was open. I had never been affected by a girl like this before and fuck I had not even laid a hand on her. She was dressed simply in a pair of black pants and red sweater that revealed the slight swell of her breasts.

Breasts, when was the last time I referred to a woman's tits as breasts?

Nestled just above those "breasts" was a silver chain with some kind of medal hanging from it. I realized I was most likely ogling her chest so I forced myself to gaze at her face.

"Ms. Swan, it's a pleasure to me you." As soon as she placed her hand in mine I felt the jolt. It had to be static electricity. At least that's what I told myself. But as her hand lingered in mine this odd feeling charged through my entire body. If I was a woman I would sworn I was having a fucking hot flash. Fuck, can men have hot flashes? I felt beads of perspiration begin to dot my forehead. Did she feel this too? Because I could sense that she was nervous. It was as if she was caught in whatever the fuck this was.

She opened her mouth and simply uttered "Likewise."

Her voice was soft and somewhat faint. I had to almost bend closer to hear her. I didn't want to break the connection because as soon as I did let go of her hand I knew I would feel the sense of loss. It was raw and so intense it made my heart ache.

What The Fuck.

A/N: So we meet Edward for the first time. What are your thoughts? There will be a slow build but I think it's important to understand Bella and Edward. I hope it's not too slow. At any rate I appreciate you all who have read this fic so far even if you have not left any comments. But please share your thoughts...I have 10 chapters already written. I also want to point out that future chapters are a bit longer, I figure they will average between 3500 - 5000 words.

A big thank you to Jlynn and DennaRose for their dedication to being my betas. Their guidance has been tremendous.

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