Devil With the Blue Dress on
In the era of tie dye and lava lamps, Bella is the epitome of the modern young woman. Though she exudes everything he hates, Edward is inexplicably drawn to her when he runs into her on a business trip. Just don't tell his high society fiancée.
A/N: So, this story will be taking place in a 60s/70s type era. Not everything is going to be accurate to the times. Certain things will fall in line, but with others I am taking creative license. I'm just wanting to have a little fun and play in the era for a bit. I'll be updating once a week on Fridays.
If the summary didn't make it clear, this is a cheat fic.
Also, this is a very flawed Edward and Bella. I can't promise that you'll always like them or their actions.
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"Edward, come in and take a seat." Carlisle gestured to the chair in front of his desk, his smile easy, inviting. He didn't fool me. I knew underneath was the heart of a predator waiting to pounce. If I took pride in being a traveling salesman, Carlisle took it ten steps further. And that was why he was the one behind the desk calling the shots; for now, at least.
He sat back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest. "Let's just cut to the chase, shall we? Your numbers are great, fantastic, even. You drip charisma, and with those pretty-boy looks"— he winked at me—"you must have the little ladies eating out of your hand." He smirked.
I grinned right back at him. "I know my job well, sir."
"That's obvious. It's also why I'm sending you to New York on this next trip. We're expanding, joining with Denali. You're the perfect man for the job. What do you say?"
I rarely traveled out of New Jersey. Most of my trips were a few towns over, sometimes bigger cities like Newark. Occasionally, I'd travel to Pennsylvania, but New York seemed like a whole new world. I didn't even have to think about it. "Yes. I'd love the opportunity."
"That's what I like to hear, Ed! Come on, let's map everything out."
"A whole month? What am I going to do with you gone for a whole month?" She pouted, perching on my lap and wrapping her arms around my neck.
I shrugged. I honestly didn't care what she did. "I don't know, but I'm sure you'll figure it out, doll. You always do."
I winced at her high-pitched giggles. "I do, don't I? I've got so much to plan, what with the wedding coming up in the next few months. I suppose it'll give me more free time for that." She sighed, running her fingers along my chest. "I just can't wait to be Mrs. Masen."
I wanted to roll my eyes. We both knew this was meant to be a marriage of convenience, not love. It benefited our families, and the clock was ticking for both of us; we weren't getting any younger. At least Victoria was attractive; it was really the only thing she had going for her. Well, that, and she was a hellcat in the sack.
"Okay, well, I've got to pack." I untangled her from my lap before standing. "My car will be here early in the morning."
"Welcome!" Eleazar greeted me with a slap on the back as I entered his office. "Carlisle promised he'd send me the best of the best to train these schmucks, but I never guessed he'd actually send his golden boy! He brags about you every chance he gets."
I gave him a polite smile in return. I was never one to give much away. "Well, hopefully we can get them shaped up quickly."
"Come on, I know this bar a few blocks from here where we can talk business over a few beers. How's that sound?"
I gave him a genuine smile this time. I could really use a drink after the trip. "Perfect."
I looked around, taking in the loud rock-and-roll music playing over the speakers. It didn't really seem like the place Eleazar would frequent, and it definitely wasn't the type of place I would.
Eleazar looked over and grinned. "I know, it's a shithole, but they've got Guinness on tap. It's worth it."
"I'll take your word for it." I began to turn around on my stool, but the sound of laughter filling the bar stopped me. A group of girls took over the small dance floor as Satisfaction by The Rolling Stones started. They couldn't have been over 19 or 20 years old, and I couldn't take my eyes off them as they bounced around to the music. Especially the one in the middle.
Her dark hair fell to the middle of her back, her bangs almost covering her eyes. She had her arms stretched far above her head, the dark blue minidress she wore rising further up her thighs as she turned in circles. The smile never left her face. I felt my dick harden at the thought of running my hands over those thighs and spreading them apart. The way her body moved, I had no doubt she knew how to fuck.
"Girls these days," Eleazar huffed, but when I turned to look at him, he was just as transfixed by them as I was. He noticed my stare and cleared his throat. "More and more of them want to go to college and have careers." He rolled his eyes. "I heard you're soon to be married. I bet she's nothing like those girls. You seem the type that'd draw in class."
"She's classy, alright," I muttered. Vicky was as prim and proper as they came; at least, that's how she portrayed herself.
"Ah, it's that type of marriage." He chuckled. "As long as she's good in the sack, right?"
I let out a true laugh at that one. "That's the truth. Now, let's get down to business."
Three or four beers later, we'd discussed most of his employees. He had a crop of recent business school graduates looking to make their own way while trying to find an office job, and some kids that were still in college.
I glanced to the side. There was the chick with the blue dress from earlier. She was staring straight ahead, obviously trying to get the bartender's attention, not mine.
"Excuse me," she called a little louder, but the man must have been deaf or blind to be ignoring a beauty like her. I took it upon myself to let out a loud whistle, causing her to jump and the bartender to do his job, finally.
"What?" he barked at me.
"This lady here." I gestured toward her. "She's been trying to get your attention for a good couple minutes now." I grinned over at her, expecting to see a sign of thanks. Instead, I was met with a glare from the most gorgeous brown eyes I'd ever seen. Between her eyes, her lips, her tits, and those thighs, I'd be fantasizing about her long into my marriage.
She huffed and rolled her eyes. "I need a round of beers for me and my friends." She slapped some money down on the bar and he went off to work on her order.
"You could've thanked me, y'know," I told her. Something about her both amused and irritated me.
"I was handling it fine on my own."
"Really? How did you plan to get his attention, then?"
"Woulda flashed him my tits." She smirked as I went into a coughing fit.
"Come on, Bella!" a few girls called out as they walked over to help her get their drinks back to their table. That left me with the vision of perky breasts and rose-colored nipples.
I picked up my beer, taking a long gulp while Eleazar raised an eyebrow at me. "Nothing wrong with having a little fun on the side, Ed. What your old lady doesn't know won't hurt her." He rose from his seat. "We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Let's get you settled in."
I let my gaze travel around the bar one last time before we left and was met with brown eyes staring back at me. Her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth, watching my every move.
It wouldn't have been the first time I'd stepped out on Vicky. There was the occasional one night stand or desperate housewife. It was nothing she didn't know about, either, but once we were married, all of that would come to a halt.
I knew nothing would ever come from it this time. I'd most likely never see her again, but it sure as hell was fun to imagine.