I don't own twilight...yeah I think that sucks too. But Alex is mine, he is loosely based off my son.

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Reason for my absence in bottom A/N

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Chapter Eight: Surprise

I hated board meetings. I mean they were boring as hell. Why would anyone want to sit in a board meeting all day, I would never know. I sat there tapping my pin as the CEO talked about what I honestly wasn't sure.

Even though Alice pretty much ran the magazine, for the business side of things, Gianna Marilee was the big boss. On paper Alice held the upper hand because I was her sister, and the biggest investor, other than Gianna, but individually it was Gianna, Alice and then me.

Gianna enjoyed acting like she was the big boss, and sometimes I had to remind her that if Alice wanted to get rid of her, all I had to do was agree and she'd be gone.

"We need more commercial ads in the magazine. We aren't selling as many magazines as I would like, and the commercial ads will help make sure that we can continue to pay our employees," Gianna said raising her voice as if she knew I wasn't listening to her.

"I agree, Gianna, but I don't want cigarette ads in my magazine," Alice snapped, and now I was paying attention because my sister was getting pissed and she didn't get pissed often.

"They are willing to pay…"

"…I don't care what they are willing to pay, I said no," Alice growled cutting her off. I watched as Gianna inhaled a deep breath.

"Well, I'm CEO…"

"I disagree," I said saying something for the first time since we entered the boardroom. Gianna glared at me obviously knowing where this was going.

"What do you disagree with exactly, Ms. Swan?" she asked sitting back in her chair at the head of the table.

"I disagree with the idea of putting cigarette ads in the magazine," I answered sitting up and folding my hands on the table.

"You agree with anything Mrs. Whitlock says, and I don't think that's…"

"First, I do not agree with everything Mrs. Whitlock says trust me, but she's right about this. Young teens read our magazines, and advertising cigarettes in the magazine would be us promoting selling it to teenagers and I can't condone it," I replied. Gianna looked at me obviously annoyed with me disagreeing with her.

"Fine, then what would you suggest?" she asked trying to put me on the spot.

"Advertisement from Proactive maybe, Covergirl, L'oreal even Trojan condoms and KY Jelly would be better than cigarettes," I answered earning a few laughs from the others in the room.

"Condoms and KY Jelly?" she asked and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Maybe not the KY Jelly, but at least the condoms would advertise safe sex," I said causing everyone to laugh again.

"All right, I'll look into alternatives for advertisement," Gianna said giving in. "On another note we need to discuss the fashion week issue," she said, and that was my cue to block them out again.

I felt my phone vibrate and I pulled it out unable to hide the stupid smile on my face as I saw who I had just received a text message from.

What are you doing? ~Edward

Grinning and hiding my phone under the table as if I was an adolescent I texted Edward back.

In a stupid board meeting, you? ~Bella

Trying to fall asleep before my shift later tonight ~Edward

At least you're off this weekend ~Bella

"Bella, what do you think?" Alice suddenly asked getting my attention. I looked up probably looking like a deer caught in the headlights.

"About what?" I asked feeling stupid for missing whatever it was they were talking about. Alice smiled at me as if she knew what I was doing just now.

"We're thinking about doing a segment on single mothers," she said with a grin and I knew exactly where this was heading.


"Oh come on, Bella, you are a hard working single mother; you would be great for this segment," Gianna said and maybe it was just me, but she pressed really hard on the word single. I continued to shake my head hoping they would drop this.

Though once Gianna got hyped up on something getting her to drop was damn near impossible. She and Alice knew if they bugged me enough I would break, I had to seriously stick to my guns here.

"I'm meant to be behind the camera, not in front of it," I replied still shaking my head.

"Seriously, Bella," Alice said rolling her eyes.

"Plus, I'm not single," I blurted out and then slapped my hand over my mouth unable to believe what I just said.

"You're not?" Gianna asked with entirely too much surprise in her voice for my liking. Alice smiled at me.

"No, she's not Gianna; I somehow completely forgot about my future brother-in-law," Alice said obviously getting ready to milk this for everything she could.

"Oh, I didn't know you were engaged, Bella."

"I'm not…"

"…telling people yet," Alice said cutting me off with a little smirk on her face. "It's still so new for them so they're keeping it quiet," she continued and I wanted to yell at her, but this was getting Gianna to drop asking me to do this single mother's segment.

"Really? What's his name?" Gianna asked obviously not falling for this shit.

"Edward Cullen," Alice answered quickly.

"What does he do for a living?" Gianna asked sitting back and folding her arms over her chest.

"He's a fireman," Alice replied again.

"Bella, you're awfully quiet for this to be your fiancé," Gianna said grilling me. Anyone who knew me, knew that I was a horrible liar.

"Just trying to keep it quiet is all," I whispered looking back at my phone. Edward hadn't replied back to me yet so I assumed he finally fell sleep.

"When do I get to meet him? At the company Christmas party I hope," she said with that smile that said I know you're full of shit.

"Of course you will, Gianna," Alice said getting Gianna's attention back on her. "Back to the single mother's segment— it would be better if we made it a contest and put in the magazine for people to nominate the best single mother they know," Alice said, thankfully getting back on the topic concerning the magazine instead of my imaginary love life.

"I agree that would be an amazing idea, and give them something other than a paragraph and photoshoot. Maybe a trip to Disney World for them and their child or children," I added earning some agreement from the others in the room.

"We are a fashion magazine not a…"

"Fashion is all about making women feel good about themselves. Doing this will ultimately make these single mothers feel good about themselves as well as showing they are appreciated for the hard work they do raising their children alone," Alice said cutting Gianna off.

"We can't afford it," Gianna said.

"Sure we can, once you work your glorious Gianna magic and get us those advertisements. We can do the segment for Mother's Day. That gives us at least five months to prepare for it," Alice said with a smile on her face.

We finished discussing upcoming issues and who Gianna and Alice wanted to get for the magazine. I wasn't too happy about some of the names I was hearing because while they thought those people were amazing, they weren't the ones who had to work with them.

After the meeting I headed back to my office knowing I had about three hours before I had to leave to pick Alex up from school.

"Angela, could you give me the restaurant menus you have in your desk, I'm fucking starving," I said approaching her desk.

"You don't need them," she said as I walked past her desk toward my office. I stopped and looked at her.

"Why not?" I asked confused as to why I didn't need the menus. She looked up at me smiling as she sniffed a bouquet of wild flowers sitting on her desk. "Did Ben send you flowers?" I asked with grin. She shook her head no.

"I got them from someone else," she answered, her smile getting even bigger.

"Oh my god, Ang are you cheating on Ben?" I whispered yelled as if Ben was going to appear out of nowhere.

"Don't be stupid, Bella. No, I'm not cheating on Ben," she replied with a roll of her eyes.

"Then who did you get the flowers from?"

"The same person that you got yours from," she answered talking in circles. I shook my head not in the mood to play whatever game she was playing.

"Can you just give me the restaurant menus, crazy?"


"And why not?"

"Because the person who brought me these flowers, brought you lunch," she answered with a grin on her face.

"Angela, you are driving me crazy, and I know you're doing it on purpose," I said shaking my head while she laughed.

"I'll admit that I am, but please just go in your office, like right now," she said entirely too damn giddy. A little nervous I opened my office door and grinned at what or should I say who I saw standing in my office with a bouquet of Tulips.

"Look who came to surprise you with lunch!" Angela practically screamed. I smiled at her and shut my door in her face. She laughed from the other side of the door saying she was going to have lunch with Alice. I knew that really meant she was going to run her big mouth.

"What are you doing here, Edward?" I asked biting on my lower lip.

"You sounded bored in your text message," he replied with a grin. "Thought maybe you wanted better company," he added.

"I'll be sure to tell Alice you think you're better company than she is," I retorted and he laughed walking over to me and handing me the flowers.

"Who told you Tulips were my favorite flowers?" I asked taking them from him and putting them to my nose. "Jake or Tyler?"

"Alex, the night I was coloring with him, remember," he replied. I nodded remembering that night. I had both pictures they colored for me up on my refrigerator at home.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping, you have to work the graveyard shift," I said as if he didn't already know that.

"Maybe I wanted to see you more than I needed to sleep," he replied back with that stupid sexy grin on his face I was seriously starting to love. Feeling maybe I should stop standing here gawking at him. I walked toward my desk where I saw two carryout containers.

"What did you bring for lunch?"

"I went to Milk Burger," he answered and I may have drooled a little.

"Don't tease me like that," I said looking at him. He laughed coming over and opening the containers. The smell went to my nose, my stomach growled and I possibly moaned.

"Oh, you are so fucking awesome for this," I said putting the flowers down on my desk and already picking up one of the burgers. I didn't bother asking which one was mine before I bit into the deliciousness that was a Milkburger.

"Good?" Edward laughed and I smiled nodding as I chewed what was in my mouth. He grinned and then reached out wiping something from the corner of my mouth. I would have felt embarrassed if I didn't watch him lick the finger he used to wipe the corner of my mouth.

Somehow I managed to pull myself together for us to sit down and have lunch. We made a lot of small talk like we usually did when we were alone.

"I have to ask you something," I said drinking from my soda bottle.


"Why the hell were the three of you such jackasses that day you were moving in?" I asked and he started laughing.

"On some real shit, I'm sorry about that. We had already had the damn truck longer than we anticipated; they were charging the hell out of my credit card for it and we only had about a few things left in the truck to take out," he answered running his hand over the top of his head. "Would it also help if I told you I hate moving," he added making me laugh.

"I wanted to run all three of you over with my car," I said shaking my head as I picked up a french fry from my carryout container.

"Yeah, we didn't think you were actually going to report us until we got that ticket in the mail," he said shaking his head.

"You're firemen, you had to have known you shouldn't have been blocking the street," I said with a brow raised.

"We did, and honestly it wasn't there the entire time. We had just moved it literally a few minutes before you pulled up. And it's a big-ass truck, we didn't really realize how much space the truck was going to take up until we got it to the house."

"I guess, I can take that. When I moved in we sort of had the same problem. My father got a permit from the city to block the street off for a few hours though," I replied and he grinned at me.

"Well not everyone has a fire chief for a father," he tossed back.

"But, your dad is a police captain so you could have…" I stopped talking when I saw the look of discomfort on his face. I wondered about his relationship with his father, but I could tell he didn't want to talk about it now. "Guess what?" I asked in an attempt to change the subject.


"Alice and the CEO Gianna, tried to talk me into doing a single mother segment in the magazine. Like, being the single mother being interviewed," I answered and he laughed.

"How'd you get out of it?"

"I may have told them I wasn't single," I replied not looking at him. He started laughing and I couldn't resist cutting my eyes at him.

"I'm going to take a guess here and say Alice didn't let that go," he chortled and I smiled at how well he seemed to know my sister.

"No, she didn't. She went on to say how you and I were engaged and keeping it quiet. Gianna didn't look like she was falling for our shit story at all. Then she asked if I would bring you to the company Christmas party."

"What did you tell her?" he asked looking at me with a more serious look on his face. I shifted in my seat.

"I didn't tell her anything," I answered picking up a french fry and trying to stuff my mouth. He stopped my hand before the french fry made it to my mouth. Slowly, I turned looking at him.

"I like you, Bella," he said in a serious tone.

"I like you, too," I replied without even thinking about it.

"Do you?"

"Of course, how could I not like you," I retorted and he laughed.

"That's what I say about you," he replied and I smirked at him. I ran my fingers through my hair as I sat back in my seat.

"My past relationships are…"

"…in the past," he interjected.

"Yes, but the cut from one is rather present. Remember the guy you saw in that picture with me on Facebook?" I asked leaving out that I deleted that damn picture the same day he mentioned it to me.


"I dated him for a short period of time, and while I know it's completely stupid, we got engaged—because well, I wanted to get my parents off my back. Plus, it didn't hurt that he was good with Alex, at least in front of me he was good with Alex," I explained. Edward only nodded as he listened to me. "He used to say a lot of things to me, that under different circumstances I wouldn't have tolerated, but I saw how much Alex enjoyed actually having a guy around and…you get it. But, I let my guard slip once; I left Mike alone with Alex and when I came home Alex told me that Mike had spanked him. I don't believe in spankings, so naturally I was pissed. Then when I checked, Alex had bruises on him and Alex does not bruise easily," I told him so that Edward would get just how hard Mike had to have hit Alex.

"I would never hurt Alex, Bella. You know that," he said and I nodded.

"I want to know that. I believe it in retrospect because I know Jake would never try talking me into dating a guy he even thought for a second would hit Alex, but I want you to understand the wall I have up is not just to protect me but my son," I told him. He nodded taking my hand into his.

"Do you want to know why my father and I don't get along?" Edward asked me. I nodded not sure where he was going with this.

"My father is a military man; his idea of discipline was abuse, in my opinion. I'm not saying all military men are like that but—he was a dick. First chance I got I left. I prefer not to deal with him and avoid him as often as I can. It's a strain on my mother, but she understands," he revealed. I cupped his face in my hand, some part of me wanting to protect him. "I understand that your first concern is Alex. I like that about you. I'm willing to do whatever it is you need me to do to earn your trust, but I need you to know that I would never lay a hand on Alex," he told me.

"I believe you," I said honestly.

"And if it helps make you feel better about lying about us being engaged, I told my mom you were my new girlfriend," he said and I felt my cheeks burn from the blood that just rushed to them.

"No...you didn't."

"Yes, I did. She wouldn't leave me alone about coming over so I told her I had to go to my new girlfriend's house to have game night with you and Alex," he said and I started laughing.

"You shouldn't lie to your mother," I said shaking my head.

"Who said I was lying?" he tossed back. Still holding my hand he pulled me up out of my seat and cupped my face in his hand.

"I want to do something," he said and I nodded suddenly not finding my voice to talk. He smiled at me as his head lowered closer to mine. I could feel his breath on my face. My heart was beating so fast I was sure he could see it pounding against my chest.

Then painfully slow, he lowered his lips to mine and I…belched.

Yup, you heard me, I belched into this glorious man's mouth when he tried to kiss me for the first time. Pulling away he started to laugh while I wanted to crawl under my desk.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. Rootbeer soda gives me serious gas and…"

"…it's okay, Bella," he said still laughing. I ran my fingers through my hair not sure what to do exactly. I mean I ruined whatever moment we were just having. I went to say something when my office door opened with Gianna standing there.

A smile spread across her face as he looked at Edward.

"Gianna, you could have knocked. This is my office," I growled at her. She didn't even look at me as she walked into my office.

"I'm sorry, Bella. You don't usually have anyone in here and especially not someone as attractive as him. Hello, I'm Gianna, and you are?" she asked holding her hand out for him to shake. Edward laughed and wrapped his arm around my waist placing a kiss on my forehead.

"I'm Edward, Bella's fiancé," he answered and I looked up at him as if he had lost his mind.

"Oh—so you were telling the truth," Gianna said and I looked at her ready to slap the hell out of her.

"Yes, I was telling the truth. Only a pathetic person would lie about something like having a fiancé," I snapped at her. "Why are you here, Gianna?" I asked wanting to know why she was in my office so she could get the hell out.

"I wanted to let you know that since our meeting this morning I've gotten the Proactive and Covergirl advertisement accounts," she said with a smile on her face. "I wanted to tell you, your idea worked," she continued.

"Thank you, and next time could you knock on my office door," I said standing in her line of vision as she gawked at Edward.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was just so excited," she said smiling at me now. "I guess I will leave you two alone. Bella, I'll see you tomorrow," she said turning and walking out of my office. I growled once she closed the door behind her.

Edward laughed as he started to clean up our lunch.

"I take it the two of you are best friends?"

"The best," I said with sarcasm. I checked my watch and saw that I needed to head home now. Alex had another game today and I needed to pick up his gear before I picked him up from school.

Once we had everything we left my office. Edward followed behind me the entire way home. Every time we stopped at a red light, he would text me something stupid or comment on something the DJ said on the radio.

Yes, we were dorks listening to the same station while in two different cars. When I pulled into my driveway I watched him in my rearview mirror as he pulled into his driveway. He climbed out of this truck and ran across the street to my house.

"You should probably go sleep," I said climbing out of my car.

"I'll sleep after you leave to go pick up Alex," he replied holding my door. I didn't respond, instead I just walked up my steps and opened my door. We both walked into the house and I went to get Alex's things together.

"I'm curious, Bella," Edward said when I walked into the living to grab Alex's cleats.

"Curious about what?" I asked turning to look at him as he sat on my couch as if this was his home.

"The dick in your closet," he said and my eyes damn popped out of my head. I was so sure I got away with having to discuss this with him. He hadn't asked me anything about it last night even though that could have more to do with the fact that I kept Alex at my hip.

"It's not a real one…"

"I would hope not," he chortled kicking his leg up on my coffee table. I slapped it off walking past him and sitting down.

"Get it all out now," I told him and he laughed, but went on for about ten minutes with his stupid jokes about the dick in my closet. "Okay that's enough," I said sternly and he continued laughing but stopped with the jokes.

"You have to admit, Bella, it's pretty damn funny," he said.

"Yeah, I guess. But, I was so damn terrified when he came into my office holding it. All I could think about was the last time I used it and..." I shivered not wanting to even think about it.

Hell, I actually threw the damn thing in the trash. I mean I could not use it again knowing my son had not only seen it but touched it.

"Have you used it since we met?" Edward suddenly asked. I looked over at him to see if he was serious.

"Are you asking me if I fucked myself while thinking about you?" I asked him. He grinned shrugging his shoulders. "You're such a pervert," I yelled at him hitting him with one of the throw pillows from my couch.

He snatched the pillow from me and started tickling me. I laughed trying to fight him off, but he soon had my hands pinned above my head. He was cradled between my legs and I could feel him.

And he was much bigger than Bob.

"I'd like to try that first kiss again," I breathed out without thinking. He grinned at me as he lowered his head to mine and kissed me. His lips were just as soft as I thought they were. Needing to taste him, I parted my lips and swiped my tongue over his lip. He groaned opening his mouth and introduced his tongue to mine.

Christ, he was delicious or maybe it was the soda he drank earlier I was tasting. He pressed his body into mine and I moaned lifting my hips from the couch needing the friction. He let my arms ago and I wrapped them around his neck as our kiss deepened.

His hand gripped my hip as he pressed into me again. My entire body seemed to respond to him, craved him. When my breathing seemed to increase he released my lips and placed kisses along my jaw and just under my ear.

"That went a lot better than it did earlier," he breathed and I laughed gripping the back of his neck as I succumbed to the feeling of him pressing his cock against my center.

"Thank god," I replied causing him to laugh as he brought his mouth back to mine and kissed me again. Then my doorbell rang.

"Ignore it, you have ten minutes before you have to get Alex, and those ten minutes belong to me," Edward whispered against my mouth as his hand slowly slipped under my shirt. There was no way I could tell him no. I kissed him back just as aggressively as he was kissing me.

And the doorbell rang again.

"I know you're here, Bella! I see your car, just come open the damn door!" I heard a very familiar voice yell. Quickly, I pushed Edward off me needing to go check and make sure I wasn't just hearing shit.

I rushed to the door and swung it open.

The other half of my sons DNA was on my doorstep.

"Sam, what the hell are you doing here?" I yelled seeing that I wasn't expecting him. He was supposed to arrive a week ago and like I expected he never showed up.

"Surprise! Daddy's home," he said with a stupid grin on his face. Then I watched as his grin fell but his eyes narrowed. I didn't need to turn around to see what he was looking at or should I say who. I could feel Edward standing directly behind me.

"Hey, I'm Edward, Bella's boyfriend," Edward said wrapping his arm around my waist as he held his hand out for Sam to shake.

Ah the luck of a Leprechaun.

Oh boy!

About my absence: If you are in my group you already know because I told you all last week, for everyone else, my family and I found out my sister has breast cancer and I've been helping her out at home. I didn't expect to be unavailable as long as I was but well RL happens and family comes first.

I can't make promises to post on a schedule currently but I will try to get an update to all of you each week. Weekends tend to be easier.

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