One Night Only

Eight

By Monday morning, I returned back to reality, leaving what had transpired over the weekend behind. Edward flew back to Chicago a few hours ago, saying he would be back by Thursday afternoon. I let him go, even though my heart sank when he said goodbye. I was beginning to become careless with my feelings; it was becoming more than just casual sex for me. I've never had this problem with any of my sexual partners but ever since I met Edward, things started to change. I was a moth and he was the flame, pulling me in. I was entranced by everything he was. The sexual chemistry we have is off the charts, but there was more to it and I didn't know how I felt about it. You can't fall for him Bella, I thought repeatedly. It was too late for that, I already had one foot in the door.

I grabbed my coffee and Alice's favorite latte, heading to work. I knew that Alice would bombard me with questions and I mentally prepared myself for the Alice Inquisition. When I got to our floor, I greeted everyone on the way to Alice's office. I entered without knocking and closed the door behind me, holding out the proffered cup to her. She smiled and took a sip, savoring the drink before swallowing.

"Sit your ass down and tell me about your weekend of debauchery with Edward Cullen," she said playfully.

"Couldn't wait to hear all the details, huh?" I giggled.

"Hell no. You know I live vicariously through you, now spill." I told her just about everything, but kept certain things to myself, i.e. my feelings for Edward.

"Damn. I wish I had a crack at him before you got to him," she chuckled. "Taking him and Jasper on at the same time would equal heaven." She fanned herself like she was hot.

I laughed heartily at her, shaking my head. "I thought you and Jazz were done with the whole swinging scene." They were heavily into the act up until a year ago when they decided to call it quits and remain monogamous to each other.

"Oh, we are, but it doesn't mean a girl doesn't miss it sometimes." We looked at each other and broke out in laughter.

"We're a hot mess, aren't we?" She asked, giggling softly.

I shook my head in agreement. "I suppose we are."

"Have you heard from Angela?"

"Yeah. She texted me Saturday when she got back home. She was happy how everything turned out and she looks forward to seeing us again. I told her I was going to Washington soon and she extended the invitation for you and Jasper to come stay."

"I would love that. When are you going?" She asked.

"I'm not sure yet but I'll definitely let you know."

"Alright. I'll inform Jazz and see if he wants to go." She began typing furiously on her phone, turning her attention back to me once she was done. "So what's going on with you two anyways? Are you guys dating now?"

"No. It's not anything like that, it's. . .more of a casual thing."

"Does he know that?"

"Of course. Edward understands what I need and he gives it to me."

"I'm pretty sure that's exactly what he does."

The innuendo in her words made me smile. "Oh, he definitely does and I love it."

"I bet you do, you filthy whore," she guffawed. "I never thought in a million years you would give up on your 'one time only' deal. Edward must be good to make you double dip."

"I didn't think I would either, but the best sex ever is really hard to pass up."

"I agree. That's why I stuck with Jasper for so long," she joked. We laughed and chatted for a little before I got up and went to my own office. My phone buzzed and I saw I had a text from Edward. I smiled and eagerly opened up the message:

E: Miss me yet? ;)

I chuckled and quickly fired back a reply.

B: It depends. What exactly am I supposed to be missing?

His response was immediate.

E: Me bending you over, fucking you senseless. Making you come all over my cock. Is that more specific for you?

My face flamed, desire awakening in my core.

B: You know I miss you. I want to feel you inside me, filling and stretching me until I'm aching and sore.

E: I can't wait to get back so I can have you beg for it. I'm going to make you scream.

Wetness began to pool in my panties, a reminder of my carnal thoughts.

B: Are you trying to turn me on Mr. Cullen?

E: Is it working? ;)

I could see his wicked smile in my head.

B: Yes it is. It's also an inconvenience because I'm currently at work.

E: I know. I'm at my desk thinking about how your body writhes as you take me in. My cock is so hard right now.

I groaned at the thought.

B: Enough with the sexting. I need to get work done and you're not helping lol

E: Alright, I'll surrender. . .for now. Just don't think I'll make a habit of it though lol

I giggled. Edward was not submissive at all.

B: I'll talk to you later :)

E: OK :)

I sighed softly, opening up my email on the computer. I had a few messages from a few potential clients but one stuck out more than the others. I cursed, not pleased with the sender of this email. How the hell did he get my work email? I started to delete the message but clicked on it, curious to see what it contained.

From: JEBlackWolf

To: BellaSwan_CMMI

Subject: Event

I know I'm the last person you've ever wanted to speak to, but I spoke briefly to your boss. I told him I knew you and that I would like to hire you to work on a event for my upcoming business venture. He agreed and gave me your email. I'm willing to offer a reasonable price for your services. I hope you will consider this offer. If not, I understand, but if you do, please know that this is strictly business and nothing personal.

Sincerely,

Jacob E. Black

CEO, Black Wolf Menswear

I rubbed my temples, stressed out to the max. After five years, my past was coming back to haunt me. I couldn't turn down the offer, even though I wanted to. Working with Jacob would be beneficial to the company. Everyone wanted a piece of Jacob Black; he was a hot commodity in the entertainment business. He had many stores throughout the country and he was beginning to expand internationally this summer and was one of the hottest bachelors under thirty. There was no way to turn him down and he knew it. I cursed again, reluctant to go through with it. I took a deep breath and typed out a response. I hovered the arrow over 'send' for a few moments before I found the courage to click on it. Once it was done, I was overcome with dread. This was the last thing I needed right now. I wanted to kill Carlisle, but he was clueless about my history with Jacob; not even Alice knew who he was. Edward was the only one who did. An idea came to mind and I smiled at the brilliant plan. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.