Same disclaimer applies-Twilight belongs to S.M., but the idea of this story is mine.

Many thanks to my awesome betas and friends - TeamAllTwilight and m0t0b33.


I stand in my office's door having a staring contest with my husband.

Surprisingly, he's the first to break contact as he stands, then storms out, brushing past me.

"Edward?" I call after him, confused.

What the hell happened?

I rake through my brain, trying to figure out if I've done something to upset him, but come up with nothing.

I put my purse on the desk then go to my team to see if they know anything. As I near the room, I can hear screaming through the closed door.

Taking a huge breath, I open the door and step inside.

Seth and Kevin have Jenny cornered and are yelling at her about what sounds like… me. Until Hannah grabs their attention, telling them I'm here.

Seth whirls around. "Bella! I tried to stop her!"

"What happened? I want one of you to explain, not all of you at once," I add, knowing how they tend to talk together.

Seth clears his throat. "Jenny's been here for about a week—right?"

"Yes." I nod, gesturing for him to keep talking as I glance at her. I feel sorry seeing that her face is stained by tears, but I need an explanation first.

"Well, I'm sure that the stupidest person on earth could figure out you're with Mr. Cullen."

"Uh, he's my husband," I interject, suddenly getting suspicious of Jenny hitting on my man. That makes me irrationally angry.

"Yes, so apparently she's not the brightest crayon in the box." He points to Jenny who covers her face with her palms.

"What have you done?" I shout at her.

Seth chuckles making me turn to him.

"What's so funny?"

"You see, she thought…now that I think of it, it's funny. She kept seeing you two together, because you're not exactly hiding…"

I roll my eyes, surpassing a duh. Seriously. We're married. We held back enough in the past.

"Apparently, Jenny here only had eyes for Mr. Cullen," Seth adds, solidifying my fears. "For his left hand more accurately. So she thought he was cheating on his wife with you," he blurts out, rendering me speechless.

To laugh or to cry? That is the question.

"What?" I snort out.

Seth nods. "And she decided to confront him. He came to see how we were doing, and to let us know that you'll be a little late. Then she jumped at his neck—bam!"

"What did you tell him?" I ask Jenny, walking to her.

I need to understand why he's so upset.

She bites her lip, looking ashamed. "I'm so sorry."

"Just tell me! He's upset with me because of you!" I snap.

She looks even more ashamed. "I, uh, thought…at how close to Seth you are…"

"WHAT?" I yell.

"And then I saw you with Mr. Cullen all lovey-dovey. I'm so sorry, I was so wrong. I can't believe it."

"What exactly did you tell him?" I hiss, grabbing her arm.

"I'm not sure, I told him to stay away from uh…aslutlikeyou. I'm so sorry! I told him about how close to Seth you are…"

I want to slap her, but that will be James's problem. I want her fired. Now.

Today wasn't supposed to go like this.

I'm not sure if I was planning on telling Edward about the baby just yet, but now this bitch comes and ruins everything.

And why would Edward believe her? Why?

True, I praise Seth left and right because he's the best I've ever had on my team.

Now, I'll put a good word for him to take my place when I won't be able to come to work.

I don't even know when I start crying, but someone wraps an arm around me and walks me to a chair.

Seth.

Awesome.

How can I not like him?

Not like that, of course.

Ugh!

To make it just perfect, the door opens and none other than Edward comes inside. He stops short when he sees me…near Seth.

I get up slowly. "Seth, please…take over for today." I walk to Edward and take his hand. "Let's go talk in your office, baby."

His eyes shift behind me to Seth, probably, then to Jenny, before he drops my hand, turns on his heel and walks toward his office. I try to keep up.

Tanya shoots us an alarmed look over her desk, but I don't mind her.

I need to make my idiot listen to me, and not believe all the lies he hears.

He slams shut the door of his office behind me. When he turns to face me, I see rage in his eyes, but I'm quicker than him.

"Why the heck would you believe a fucking lie?" I shout, grabbing the lapels of his suit. "Did I ever give you reason to doubt me—my love for you?"

Emotions change quickly in his eyes—surprise, shock, confusion, disbelief, shame, sorrow.

"I'm an idiot, Bella," he mumbles, hugging me tightly to his chest.

"Yes, you are," I sob.

Great. This pregnancy will be the death of me.

I needed the hormones to rule my life.

"I'm sorry, baby. Don't cry," he murmurs, pulling away to brush my tears. "I can't believe I didn't wait to talk to you before it got the best of me. You always speak of Seth so…I've no idea why I believed her."

"It's been a huge misunderstanding," I explain, summing up when Seth and Jenny told me a few minutes ago.

In the end, we both chuckle, but somehow I burst in a fresh round of tears.

This is getting out of hand. I don't cry.

I can't even remember the last time I cried—like this. Probably when he got hurt that time.

"Bella?"

I'm being steered to a chair. He sits down then drags me on his lap.

"What's wrong?"

I gulp a mouthful of tears, resting my hands on my stomach. It's finally sinking in—we're having a baby. He has a right to know.

"Are you still feeling unwell? Do you want me to…"

I press a finger to his lips. His green eyes show concern as he's gazing at me.

I open my mouth, but nothing comes up.

We haven't planned this.

It was a future plan—a faraway future plan.

We're not ready at all.

I bit my lip, my eyes watering again.

"Baby." Edward cups my cheek.

"Yes. Baby. Here." I point to my stomach.

He frowns, and then his wide eyes find mine.

I put a big smile on my face, trying to show him I'm not joking.

His face softens, a large hand comes to rest on my still slightly flat stomach. It does weird things to me.

"That's why you went to the doctor?"

I nod jerkily, sniffing. Stupid tears.

"Oh, Bella!"

Suddenly, I'm pulled against his chest, squished in his strong arms.

I turn to straddle his lap, taking his face between my hands and kissing him deeply. Edward moans, readjusting me against him, with his hands under my skirt, groping my ass.

I pull down the zipper of his dress pants, he pushes aside my panties. Then he's inside me where he belongs.

"You need to fire that bitch," I gasp as he pushes in as deep as he can go.

"Will do."

I kiss his throat, licking at that bobbing apple of his. "And…when I can't come in anymore for obvious…fuck, there…reasons. I want Seth to take over my…ahhh…team."

"Done."

"And you'll come…God, Edward…to my next appointment with me."

"Why are you still talking coherently?" He groans, squeezing my ass cheeks, lifting me off his lap as he starts pounding into me good and hard.

Fuck.

"Cullen, what the hell happened to your wife's te…am?"

Holy fucking shit.

James is right behind me.

He's in Edward's office.

I freeze, which makes my inner muscles clamp on poor Edward's dick. He whimpers, begging me with his eyes to relax. But I can't.

We've never been caught like this.

Not even by Jasper.

"Put a fucking sock on you goddamn door if you decide to have a piece of her at work!" James barks, mostly amused and slightly disgusted. The door slams shut behind him.

"Christ," Edward breaths out dropping his forehead on my shoulder.

"I guess being denied release has a new meaning," I joke.

"Who said anything about denied." He lifts his hips to prove to me that he's still hard. "I've always wanted to bend you over my desk. Can I, please?"

"Seriously, Edward? We just got caught by our boss!"

"James is inoffensive. Come on, please," he begs, giving me the puppy dog eyes.

I agree, because I love him too much, and after all I need my orgasm just about as much as him.

Once I'm bent over his desk, it doesn't take long for Edward to slam inside me and fuck me stupid, slapping my ass every now and then. I come twice before he groans and spills inside me, falling back in his chair and pulling me with him.

"Mhmm." He hums, hugging me. "Love you." His hands are caressing my stomach.

"I love you, too." I twist my neck to kiss him.

We clean up as best as we can, but he doesn't allow me to move from his lap. Until his phone rings. I grab it from his desk and hand it over, resting my cheek against his shoulder.

"Edward Cullen," he answers sounding all important. "Yes, at three o'clock... It works... I'll be there."

"Meeting?" I ask, smoothing his tie.

"Yeah. Some toy company."

"Sounds nice. What kind of toys?"

He gasps, pinching my cheek. "Toys for kids, Isabella."

"What? It was a legit question." I straighten on his lap.

"I guess I rubbed it on you."

"Very well. Just moments ago." I nod, giggling.

"You're killing me, baby."

"Never my intention." I peck his lips. "Lunch?" I offer, as the clock on the wall catches my eyes.

"Lunch."

When we leave his office, there are a few people waiting for the elevator, pointing toward us and chuckling. I turn to close the door, wondering what the hell is so funny. We made sure we were presentable before we stepped out.

Then I see the red tie on the door handle.

"Would you call Vic and tell her that I'm terribly sorry for killing her boyfriend?" Edward hisses into my ear as he makes to turn and go to James.

I stop him, grabbing him by his tie, bringing him to close until we're forehead to forehead. "Think of how sweet our revenge will be."

A devious smile spreads on his beautiful face. "I love the way you think, dear wife."

I beam at him.


You didn't expect that, did you? With Jenny, I mean. hehehe