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EPOV

I would never tire of waking up next to Aphrodite. Never.

I would even bear the morning wood she gave me. She was laying next to me in a tight light blue T-shirt and lacy black boy shorts. It was killing me. I watched her steady breathing until she rolled over, bringing herself close to me. She wrapped her arm around my waist and snuck her leg in between mine. I held my breath as I felt my morning wood grow into a fucking morning log.

"Mmmmmm Edward," she said softly in her sleep.

She's dreaming about me.

I decided to take a leap and I brought my arm around her waist and pulled her towards me so our chests were touching. She felt so warm and soft against me, such a tiny beauty. I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck and laid there for a while. I knew this had to end since I was no longer off from work, but I opted to ignore that fact, if only for another ten minutes.

I felt Bella stir a few minutes later, signaling that she was awake. I lifted my head level with hers, and was about to give her a kiss when she covered her mouth. She shook her head and ran into the bathroom. I sat up in my bed, confused. Was she alright? Was she sick? I heard her open the medicine cabinet and the water was running. Then I heard a gargling noise and I realized she was brushing her teeth and using mouthwash. She opened the door and sashayed over to the bed and sat next to me.

"All better," she said, and kissed me lightly on the lips.

"Good morning," I said.

"Good morning, Edward. And…Little Eddie." She giggled. I looked down and noticed my erection was still prominently straining against my boxers. I covered up with a pillow, embarrassed and feeling like a total weirdo.

"As much as I love Little Eddie, I think it would be best for the both of you if he were to calm down a bit. Just leave it to me," she said and took the pillow away. Bella pulled my boxers off roughly and threw them to the side. She traced the head with her littlest finger and I gasped.

"Bella," I said, not sure if I was warning her, telling her to stop, or just completely enthralled with her actions.

She bit her lip and licked the head, dipping it into the slit ever so lightly as I grasped the sheets and fell onto my back.

She tucked her hair behind her ears and went for the god damn gold. All at once my entire cock was in her mouth, her head was bobbing up and down, tongue swirling every which way. I kept hitting the back of her throat and she was pinching and rubbing my balls in the same motion as her tongue. I was so fucking close.

"Bella, I'm - I - I'm gonna -"

She moaned and sent vibrations through my cock and I fucking lost it and exploded into her mouth. She swallowed me, like she always does, but it never ceased to surprise me. She sat up and smiled at me innocently.

"All better?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.

"Much," I said, as I pinned her on her back. I was going to return the favor.

"No, no," she said, pushing me away from her, "This morning was about you."

I rolled my eyes and settled for taking her in my arms and cuddling. We laid there for a while, silent, until the quiet was broken by Bella.

"Do you have work today?" she asked.

"Yes," I sighed, "but I'd much rather spend the day in bed with you."

"I'm so sick of my apartment. The restaurant's closed today and I have nothing to do!"

"I'm sorry, babe. You can stay here if you want. I get home at 6:00. Speaking of which…could you tell me what time it says on my alarm clock over on the nightstand?"

She looked and said, "7:13."

I sat straight up. "Shit, I have to shower."

"Can I join you?" Bella asked seductively.

"Only if you behave yourself!" I teased.

I took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom. We stripped each other of all our clothes while the water was warming up; I liked a nice, hot shower. I helped her into the shower first and followed quickly after her. This was going to be a test of my ignoring skills - I needed to ignore that I had a sexy woman in my shower with me, water flowing over her perfectly supple breasts and tight tummy…shit.

I grabbed the shampoo and lathered her hair, and she did the same to me. We laughed playfully and for a while until things got pretty serious. Bella rubbed some body wash on her hands and brought them to her stomach. She began soaping up her entire body, moving her hands in smooth circles up and down. She started at her neck, then traced down her breasts and over her nipples where she moaned softly, her eyes locked with mine. I felt Little Eddie get excited. She moved down her flat stomach and rubbed the soap all over. My breathing picked up when I realized where this was going. She turned around and bent over, scrubbing up her legs, revealing her beautifully bare, wet, and round ass to me. I felt my hands reach out and grab her plump bottom.

She gasped and said, "You're not behaving yourself, Edward."

I growled and pressed my erection into her, and she stopped her teasing. She stood up and turned to me.

"All done," and she walked out of the shower and out of the bathroom. I really didn't feel like beating off, so I decided to change the temperature from scalding hot to arctic cold. Once I finished my freezing shower and Eddie was on a leash, I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel low around my hips. Time for revenge.

Bella was standing in the clothes she wore to our date last night. She turned at the sound of my entrance and gasped.

"What's the matter?" Her eyes bugged out and she said nothing. Perfect. I dropped the towel nonchalantly and quickly got into my boxers, undershirt, black slacks and red long sleeve button down dress shirt. I selected a tie and fastened it as I put it around my neck. I turned to look at my beauty.

"Yes?" She was still gaping.

"Twat tease," she mumbled. I laughed heartily at her term.

"I have to get to work, dear. I'll call you later." I kissed her deeply on the lips, wrapping my arms around her tightly.

"I don't want to leave you," I said, catching my breath.

"I know. But you have to make the benjamins!"

Planting a quick kiss on her cheek, I made my way towards the door to leave. On my way out I yelled, "Stay as long as you like!"

I felt like shit as soon as I left my apartment. What was it that drew me into this girl? I couldn't stay away! I continued to have these thoughts as I went down the elevator and got into the Volvo. On my way to work I began to think about the status of our relationship. When I left I felt like we were a married couple in the 1950s, the man going off to work and giving the wife a kiss and a 'Goodbye, dear.' But obviously we weren't anywhere near the marriage stage, and we only had two dates, so I didn't think that made us an official couple. But the fact that we had slept together twice and that I felt this insane connection to her told me we were doing more than just dating. I told her that she could stay at my place for as long as she wanted today, and I wasn't even home to be with her! Maybe I could ask her out on another date, and if all goes well I'll ask her to be my girlfriend…ugh, it sounds so high school, but I seriously don't know what to do!

Still confused, I pulled into the parking lot of Worktank and locked up the Volvo. I took the elevator to the third floor and made my usual rounds of gathering paperwork. I nodded to my boss, Demetri, as a sign of hello. He's a relatively polite gentleman, but under that façade is a cold-hearted demon that you did not want to see if you ever wanted to be able to lead a normal life. His former secretary, Gianna, actually developed extreme paranoia and trauma. She's in a mental facility right now.

I passed Demetri and looked over towards the farthest cubicle, where Worktank's biggest loner sat. Marcus. Apparently he lost his wife in a tragic accident and he's become very quiet and apathetic towards everyone and everything since then. I don't think the president of the company has the heart to let him go. I tried my best to ignore Riley, the office suck up, but he caught up to me too quickly.

"Edward," he sneered and walked away.

He did that every single day. Just gave me a snarky look and tone and ignored me. Who the hell does that? I steered clear of the very flamboyant and very gay Sam and asked my secretary, Shelley Cope, a sweet old lady with red hair to hold all of my calls. I didn't want an angry company head calling and ruining my day.

I walked into my office and was severely annoyed to see my partner in already. Heidi. Ugh. I cringed internally at her name. We had to work together on everything that was assigned to us, and to top it all off we shared an office. More than once, hell, more times than I can count she tried to get into my pants. It was highly irritating. She wasn't subtle at all, either. She was pretty according to everyone in the office, including Demetri, and I guess I understood why. She was tall and had legs that went on for days, mahogany hair that flowed down to her mid back and the most unusual violet color eyes. Attractive, sure, but definitely not my type. I liked short girls, darker hair, darker eyes, girls that blushed like hell and tripped over themselves frequently, girls who were modest and liked books, girls who weren't sluts and obvious beauties, girls who you wanted to spend time around, girls named Bella…

"Good morning, Stud Muffin. I bought you a coffee," she purred as she sauntered over to the door where I was standing.

I brushed past her. "No thanks."

"Why are you so cold to me, babe?"

"Don't call me babe. Stop hitting on me. I have the new proposal for the AT&T account," I said as I threw the folder on our adjoining desk, "and Demetri wants you to figure something out, stat."

"Ooooo I love when you use doctor lingo."

"Just do it, okay?" This is how our days went without fail. For a year since we became partners.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I took it out. The screen read '1 New Text From Bella' and I smiled, opening it.

Edward,

Hope you don't mind me hanging around your place today.

There better not be any sluts at work to take you away from me!

I'll be waiting for you.

- Bella

She would be waiting for me when I got home. Bella Swan was waiting for me.

Bella,

There are some sluts, but don't worry, I'm yours.

Can't wait to see you tonight.

- Edward

I sent the message. If only she knew the extent this one slut would go to claim me…and then I realized I had said 'I'm yours.' Oh god. That was way too forward to assume. There was no taking back anything now, and I'd just have to bear it. My phone vibrated and it was from Bella again.

Edward,

Be good, Adonis.

- Bella

That confused me a little. I knew who Adonis was but it made no sense for her to call me that.

Bella,

Adonis? Really?

Since when has that been my name?

- Edward

A minute later I received a text message.

Edward,

When I first met you that's who you immediately reminded me of.

Like a Greek god, the most beautiful Adonis.

That's what I call you in my head sometimes.

You're too handsome for your own good ;]

- Bella

I wrote back to her:

Bella,

If I'm Adonis then you can be my Aphrodite.

Your beauty astounds me.

- Edward

I couldn't believe that she thought of me that way. I knew I had a good body and good looks from what others had told me, but there was something about the way she compared me to a Greek god that really caught me off guard. She thought I was beautiful. Seriously, it was unfathomable. She was gorgeous and seemed so sweet and pure. What the hell did she see in me?

Edward,

You're such a charmer.

It's a deal, then, Adonis.

- Bella

I responded:

Bella,

Until tonight, Aphrodite.

- Edward

"Who've you been texting this whole time, Eddie?" came the shrill whorish voice of Heidi.

"Don't. Call. Me. Eddie. And it's really none of your business. Just get that work done, I have to go get some coffee."

"I thought you didn't want coffee?"

"Not from you," I said, and bolted out of the office. Ah, finally I could breathe.

"Hey, Eddie boy!"

I turned towards the sound of the booming voice, of which it could only be coming from one man: my best friend, Emmett.

"Why is everyone calling me that today?" I said as he held his fist out for me to 'pound it.'

"I don't know, bro. You know what Rose was calling me last night?"

"Please don't tell me. It's too gross."

"Her monkey man. It was fuckin' hot, you should have been there."

"No I shouldn't! She's my sister, you freak!"

"Kinky," he said, with a wiggle of his eyebrows. Emmett McCarty had to be the most perverted person on this planet. He was always making some sort of innuendo, and sometimes he wasn't even that subtle! He was funny as hell though. A great guy to bring to a party.

We both walked over to get some coffee together when Emmett asked me a question.

"Are you going to Shelley's retirement party?"

"Shit! I totally forgot about that! When is it?"

"Tonight, right after work."

"Crap…I don't know if I can make it."

"She's counting on you! You're her favorite in the office, you know. I'll get you a date, if you want. I know a couple of hot brauds, you know. Just because I'm married doesn't mean I can't know chicks!" He was getting real crazy.

"Calm down! I'm not Rose, I'm not accusing you. And I don't need a date, thank you."

"What, is there some mystery girl that I don't know about?" He was so right.

"Actually, there is."

Emmett started to laugh hysterically, not stopping for a solid minute.

"Don't tell me…it's Tanya, right?"

"No, you baboon, it's not. Her name is Bella Swan."

"Sounds hot."

"You keep your eyes on Rose."

"Oh I will…I'll keep more than that on her, I can assure you…" I slapped him violently on the back of the head.

"Shut up, you oaf!" I said and walked away with my coffee. Heidi wasn't in our office so I figured it was safe to call Bella there. I dialed her number and put the phone to my ear, listening to three rings before she answered.

"Hello, Adonis," she answered.

"Aphrodite," I said.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Well, I totally forgot about this retirement party I'm supposed to go to…" I started, but Bella cut me off.

"It's okay if you don't want me at your apartment when you get home, Edward, I completely understand."

"NO!" I yelled. "I mean, sorry, that was way too loud. I do want you there. I actually do have this party and I called to ask if you wanted to come with me, perhaps? Like a date, I suppose."

"Oh! I'm sorry for assuming. Yes, I will definitely be there. Is it at your work?"

"Yeah, at about seven. We'll all be business casual, so I'll leave you with that to figure out what you're wearing."

"I'll see you then, Adonis."

"Goodbye, Aphrodite," I said, and I hung up.

Just then Heidi walked into the office.

"Who were you on the phone with?" she said, an accusatory tone in her voice.

"None of your business yet again, Heidi. Say, are you going to Shelley's retirement party tonight?""Why…are you asking me as a date?""I'm asking you for the sake of asking you."

"No. I don't like that smelly old lady. I'll just slip out early." She really was such a bitch. I rolled my eyes and got to work on a proposal for a new client. Demetri wanted us to think of a business that we thought could use some more publicity and perhaps a better ad campaign. I racked my brains until it came to me: Fetta di Calabria! It was a small restaurant, and I was almost positive it didn't have a website. I went to my computer and Googled it, just to be sure. My assumptions were confirmed. I wrote up a proposal about the way we could approach it and turned it into Demetri by 3:00, an hour before the deadline. I took my lunch break with Emmett and then went back to working with Heidi on the AT&T issue.

After what seemed like days, we finally got through about half of it, and Heidi went to report to Demetri and probably leave work as soon as possible.

I stayed in my office a while, twiddling my thumbs, thinking about Bella. I could tell the party was already going on but I didn't want to go out there until my Aphrodite got here. There was a light knock at my door.

"Come in," I said, praying it wasn't Heidi.

What met my eyes was so far from Heidi it was out of this world. It was Bella dressed up, hair done, makeup beautiful. She had on a green dress with the biggest plunging neckline I had ever seen. It came about mid thigh and made my eyes bug out of my sockets. Her hair was done up in a messy bun with a few strands of hair falling in her face. It was extremely sexy. Her eyes were lined with this black…whatever. I don't know much about makeup, but it was really hot. It had a smokey effect to it. When I saw her shoes I almost died. She was wearing fuck me heels. Black, sling back, fuck me heels. They had to be about five inches tall. (A/N: Shoes and dress links in profile) Little Eddie was going nuts. As I gazed shamelessly over her sexy figure I realized Alice must have dressed her. No way Bella would have picked this out for herself. I stood up (Little Eddie did too) and went over to Bella.

"Shit," I said, "You're so fucking sexy. Why must you tempt me so?"

She giggled and batted her eyelashes a bit. "Because it's so much fun," she said, leaning into me for a deep kiss. Her tongue started to trace my top lip as her arms snaked around my waist. I allowed her access and I put my hand behind her neck and pulled her tongue deeper into mine. I released her, needing breath, panting.

"Your desk looks very inviting," she said, and tried to go over towards it. I had no doubt in my mind that she was going to sit on it and tease and tempt me into taking her in my office.

"No way, Isabella," I said, blocking her from going any farther than the threshold. "You're not going to lure me over there."

"Too bad," she sighed, "because I'm going commando right now." She turned with a flip of her hair and walked out of my office.

I ran after her like the sucker I am and grabbed her ass, not very discreetly.

"I want you," I said, and just as I was about to bring her back into my office and fuck her senseless, Emmett fucking cockblocked me.

"Hey, buuuddyyy! Who's the babe?"

"You suck, man," I replied.

Bella stuck out her hand. "Bella Swan. Edward, aren't you going to introduce me?"

I groaned. "Bella, Emmett. Emmett, Bella."

"So you're Bella. I actually thought you made her up. She exists! Very nice to meet you, Bella, but I have to get back to my wife. I told her I'd bring her back a drink a while ago. Eddie." He winked at me and left for Rosalie.

"He gets to call you Eddie but I don't?" Bella whined playfully.

"He knows I hate it. That's why he does it. Now where were we…" I trailed off before I heard a gasp from Bella.

"What the hell is he doing here?"

"Who?" I said, ready to fight him off if he was causing such distress to Bella. She pointed over at the freakishly tall, russet-skinned man.

"Jacob? His sister, Rebecca, works here. How do you know…oh! He works with you, doesn't he? He's that Jacob."

"Yes, and Monday I actually get to get away from him! Ughhhh," she groaned.

"Don't worry, we'll stay away from him. Let me just give Shelley her present. I'll get you a martini. Stay here, lovely." I walked off and handed Shelley the gift card to a restaurant I found on one of my many random late night drives. I figured she and her husband could celebrate their retirement with a nice dinner.

I started to mix my Bella a drink when I heard her yelling.

"Leave me alone, Jacob! I don't want to have anything to do with you!"

I dropped the drink and immediately ran over there. "You little cock tease, you know you want me. Why else would you be here dressed like such a slut?"

"She's with me," I said, standing my fucking ground and letting him know who was in fucking charge.

"And just who the fuck are you?" he sneered.

"Her boyfriend, asshole," I said, getting ahead of myself. "And if you ever try to hit on my girlfriend again, you'll be fucking sorry." I gave him my most intense stare to make him aware of just who the hell he was dealing with.

"You don't scare me," he said, rolling up his sleeves like he expected to fight.

"Really?" I leaned over slightly to get my point across. "Go near her again and I won't hesitate to chop off your balls and put them through a god damn blender, and then send them, pureed, in a fucking jar to your mother. You got it?" I growled at him.

He looked as though he would shit his pants. He backed off slowly and ran out of the building.

Bella hugged me tightly and it felt as if she wouldn't ever let go. Good. I felt so angry and I needed to cool off. I walked us into my office as I ran my fingers through her hair, trying to calm her down.

"Please," I said to her, "give me a minute to cool down. I don't want to have to track him down and rip his head off."

We sat in the stillest silence, just breathing. Once I had finally calmed down, I let out a big sigh.

"I'm your…?" Bella started. "Never mind."

"No, say it," I urged.

"You consider me your girlfriend?"

Shit. God damn Freudian slip. I had just felt so freaking protective of her in that moment that I had claimed her without even asking her. But I was also confused. Were we a couple in that sense? Was she upset about it?

"I'm sorry…it just slipped out…"

"Edward, I'm so happy!" She was beaming. "I've been trying to put a label on this and it just feels so right. I am honored to be called your girlfriend."

"And I'm honored to be your boyfriend."

She leaned forward and took my cheek in her hand. She placed her lips right at my ear and whispered seductively as my entire body shuddered, "Let's get out of here."

CLIFFIE! I know you all love it, and I bet you can sense what's coming. All us FF pervs have a sixth sense for that kind of shit. Plus it's blatantly obvious, but oh well.

Thanks to tkeaton1 for suggesting the Edward/Jacob conflict. I was trying to figure out how to work that in, and she reminded me. Another shout out to cullengirl08. Her review really described Edward and Bella perfectly, and I really enjoyed that she understood. Thank you.

As I was telling Jasmine, this chapter definitely was way different from what I intended it to be. One minute Emmett starts writing himself into the story, and the next minute there's a retirement party for Mrs. Cope. Waaaaayyy different, but I think it's for the best. A lot happened here.

Reviews turn Edward's morning wood into morning log.