As soon as Emmett walked out, bringing Edward and Elizabeth with him, I pulled out my phone and called Marcus and Jason to inform them of the news of my decision.

I didn't give reasons, or explanations, I simply told them to get in contact with Cromwell's lawyers to inform them of the decision, before hanging up.

Once I was done, I decided to turn off my phone for the rest of the day, before going to help Elizabeth with dinner.

After eating dinner, Elizabeth got up to gather the dishes, and reprimanded Rose and I when we tried to help.

So, we sat back down before Rose suggested we go watch some TV.

Edward smiled at me, as we moved to the small sitting room that was next to the dining table.

We were handed some drinks before we started watching we began dancing to the random music in one of the movies.

That is the last thing I remember.


I woke up in the same bed as the day before, only this time Edward was laying on my chest.

Drooling. Not that I mind, especially since I was a bit distracted as I feel his eggplant digging into my thigh.

"You smell good, baby girl." He groans, sliding one of his rough hands in between my thighs.

I hummed, as I scratched his scalp, still half asleep.

"So good… I want to—Oh shit! I'm so sorry." He mumbles as he shifts into a sitting position.

I snicker at his wide-eyed expression before pulling him down to lie back with me.

"It's alright, I don't think fucked. At least, I don't think we did." I told him, as I moved, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

He rolls his eyes at me. "Why does your mind keep going to the gutter?" He asks, amused, as I sit up slightly.

I shrug my shoulders, smirking at him. "I don't know, pookie. Could it be the fact that we're in the same bed, half-naked? Or the fact that I am not wearing any panties…" I retorted sarcastically, smirking as he swallowed hard.

"I don't think we did anything." He says overconfidently.

"How do you know, for sure, we didn't fuck?" I asked amusedly, as I sat up, pulling the sheets to my chest to cover myself, after realizing that I was wearing his oversized wife beater and that the strap had fallen down my shoulder.

He does a double take before bursting into laughter, "Do you think so little of me? I can literally go out and get offered what you offer. I don't need to sink down to another level to get that." He says, amused.

I feel my face heat up as I cross my arms over my chest, "If you go and get that from somewhere else, you can go find a new girlfriend." I retorted, as I looked at him.

"Point made and taken, but let me ask you this… are you sore? Do any of your muscles hurt? Does anything on your body hurt?" He asks, in an entertained tone.

I glared at him, "No, why?" I asked, stiffly.

He smiles, "Then trust me, when I say that we didn't do anything… because you'd know if I was inside you… I'm not necessarily… average size. You'd know if I did anything to you." He informed me.

I rolled my eyes, and lay back down as I do, "I swear that all guys think they're above average size only to disappoint and end up being as big as my pinky finger." I reply unimpressed, as I wiggle said finger at him.

He starts chuckling at my response, "Well, I can reassure you that that isn't the case with me, Bunny." He reassures with a wink, as he slides out of bed and disappears into a door that I hadn't noticed was there the morning before.

My eyes narrow immediately, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" I asked, as I sat up and crossed my arms over my chest.

"It means that you'd remember me. Your body would definitely feel and remember it." He informs me.

I scoff, as I get out of bed too, wincing as I finally notice that I am only wearing the wife beater, nothing else.

As I move I do wince, and gasp as he walks out wearing black slacks and a white t-shirt.

"What's wruh- Shit. Okay. I am going to go ahead and apologize now." He says, wincing as I stand up fully and wince as I feel something being dripping down my legs.

The sensation causes me to clench my thighs, and gasp as I feel my lower muscles begin to burn.

He looked around frantically before turning to look at me. "We didn't use— Fuck!" He whispers as he gives me an apologetic look.

"Exactly how much did we have to drink last night?" I asked, trying to remain calm, though I felt anything but.

He winced, "Well, I don't think it was the amount of alcohol but the fact that we mixed various types. Rum, vodka, wine, beer…" He says.

I let out a slow breath, and nod, "Yeah, that would definitely make us all black out. I'm gonna go ask Rose to take me to a Walgreens or CVS." I mumbled as I turned to leave.

He immediately shakes his head, "No, I'll take you. Just.. let me go get you some clothes first." He mumbles.

"R-right." I say, realizing that I was still wearing the damn wifebeater.

As I realized this, my entire face flushed scarlet, and I turned around to hide myself.

'What is the point of that if he already saw all your merchandise?' My inner bitch snarked.

'Not now.' I thought back.

'I'm just saying. He's already had the milk for free, so why hide the cow?' she snarked.

I growled at her, and wished I could shut her up.

'I will give myself a concussion if your ass doesn't shut up.' I threatened, before blocking her out.

I sighed as I heard the door close, and his retreating footsteps.

I sit back on the bed as he leaves, and look down at my hands, "Fuck… this is what I was afraid of happening." I sigh as I rub a hand over my face.

Rose rushed into the room a few minutes later with a pair of black slacks, a wine-red button-down, and a pair of black heels.

"I thought I wasn't going into the office?" I responded.

She nods, "I am changing in here." She says as she begins to change, without another word.

She then goes to the door that Edward had disappeared through before coming out with the black sweater dress, and a pair of black, heeled booties.

"Not the dress, it's too cold for that," I told her.

"Fine, then you pick your own clothes." She tells me.

"I should be able to. I am a fully functioning adult… to an extent." I snip, causing her to snort. "Why does he have women's clothes in his closet?" I asked.

She smirks, "Elizabeth always stocks up the closets with clothes in case any of us do what we did last night. We sometimes tend to switch rooms." She informs me, with a shrug.

I snort, "Of course, you do. So, what are all the rooms stocked with various sizes of clothes?" I asked.

She nods, "Pretty much. Sometimes we sleep in the living room or guest rooms when we are all too tired to get to our actual rooms." She says, smiling at me.

I hum, "This family is weird." I grumble.

She snorts, "This is just the tip of the iceberg, peaches. Anyway, dress in anything you want, but please look presentable if you do go out, the paps are having a field day about what happened with you and Cromwell on Saturday, and, apparently, someone got pictures and now they're all over. We'll need to call Caius and his firm for a PR team." She says.

I blink, "But Madison is my PR." I told her.

She shakes my head at me, "I am afraid that this mess that Cromwell created is a bit out of her comfort zone and expertise. I'm handling it though so, no worries." She reassures me.

I sigh, before nodding, "Would you mind taking me to the Walgreens, or another pharmacy to get a Plan B?" I ask her.

She blinks, and turns to look at me, "Wait...You two-?" She trails off, surprisd.

I nod, "We think we did, and it sucks because we sort of blacked out... but we both decided that if we did, that neither of us is ready for a kid, what with the company and Edward working on the opening of his tattoo shop. No, we're nowhere near ready to have a kid. I mean we only just agreed to make it official the other day. I kid would complicate things." I rush to explain, as I feel myself getting hysterical.

"Woah. Relax, peaches. There is a solution to everything. Now, when was your last period?" She asked me.

I frowned as I counted on my fingers. "Like three weeks ago." I replied.

She blinks, before turning around. "Alright then, get dressed and meet me in the kitchen." She says, as she finishes getting dressed.

As soon as she leaves, I head to the closet, pulling out a pair of black high-waisted slacks, a long sleeve white blouse, and a dark green blazer.

I slip on my socks, and the pair of booties she left for me before running my fingers through the crazy curls of my hair, grabbing my phone and heading out.


She drove us to the closest pharmacy in town, smirking when our phones began to ring insistently.

"Ignore them, this is a bit more important. Do you know if you already ovulated?" I asked.

I shrugged, "Usually I ovulate a week before or after my period." I told her.

She nods, "Cross your fingers that you already did." She says as she moves to get out.

"Yup." I replied, shaking my head, before moving to get out only for her to grab my arm."What, now?" I asked.

"I need you to stay put. There's a lot going on, and the paps are literally everywhere." She tells me.

I sigh, "What if we go in at different times, I have to get somethings, like a toothbrush, makeup, make up remover, face wash, and what do ya know, shampoo and body wash." I tell her.

"I'll get you everything. Send me a list of what you wear and want, and I'll buy it." She says in exasperating.

I nod, before opening my phone, making a list of all the make up I use, along with the beauty products, the type of shampoo, conditioner and body wash that I use, before sending it to her.

She raises a brow, "Right, I'll get all of this, the Plan B, and a fucking blow dryer because we don't have one there." She tells me.

I nod before sighing and leaning back into the seat to close my eyes.


I must have fallen asleep shortly after she left because I was woken up by a sharp knock on the darkly tinted window of Rose's red SUV, causing me to jump.

I sat up, startled, as another knock was heard before I lowered the window down slightly. I blinked harshly at the sudden exposure to the light

Edward leaned to the small opening, coming into my view, as I sighed.

"Didn't I tell you that I was going to bring you?" He asked.

I nodded, drowisily, as I reached up to rub the sleep from my eyes. "You did, but Rose said she could bring me, and since you took too long, I came with her... I didn't want to interrupt whatever you were doing." I mumbled back.

He sighs, "Bunny, Rose was supposed to be heading to your company an hour ago." He told me.

"I know, she won't be anymore though, she's been communicating with our P.R. team since early this morning, along with our legal team. Our writers have confirmed that their meetings have been rescheduled for next week, and the other two meetings aren't until Wednesday and Friday." I told him.

He sighs exasperation clear on his face, "Bunny, you're supposed to be resting." He tells me.

His tone immediately annoys the hell out of me as I look up to glare at him, "You know what, fuck all of you. I know what I'm doing. The only reason I let Rose move my schedule around is because I don't want her to fucking worry, but all of you need to fucking back off. I am getting sick and tired of being told what to fucking do like I am a fucking four. I am twenty-nine. I have been on my own for a long time. I can handle working. I'm not invalid." I snapped at him.

He sighs, "I know that, Bunny, but I just- I don't want you to burn yourself out. Can you believe me?" He asked.

I sighed, "I know, and I'm sorry but I don't usually have people looking after me… I don't know how to do this, Edward. I'm scared." I admitted.

He looks at me before turning to look over at Rose who is standing at the front of the SUV staring at us.

"I want my keys and car back in one piece once you are done talking." She says. "And get me a fucking meatball sub from that Italian place over there." She calls, after she hands him the keys and bags.

She moves to get into the SUV that's parked two cars down without looking back. Leaving me staring in her direction in disbelief, as the SUV she got into drives off.