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Carlisle.

It is all going to plan. All three of my sons have made contact with their targets, and it couldn't have gone better if I planned it myself. Well, I did plan it myself, but that's beside the point.

Now we're having an impromptu get together at my home tonight, and I couldn't be happier.

Bella will be attending with Charlie.

My Aunt and her God Daughter Alice will be here as well.

And I think my car just might have to have a minor emergency on my way home from work; then I'll invite dear Rosalie to stay for dinner. What kind of host would I be if I didn't invite her to stay?

My sons will all be here of course, they wouldn't dare upset their mother by letting all her hard work go to waste.

And naturally, there's no need to tell them that the party is being catered; because Esme about had my head when I told her she needed to cook for a large group coming the very next evening.

Yes, everything is going wonderfully.

Imagine my surprise when I got a very interesting phone call from Emmett.

"Hey dad, how are you?"

"Emmett! I'm doing wonderful. You're mother and I can't wait to see you tonight."

"Right tonight, umm… I have to ask you something about tonight."

"Please don't tell me you're backing out; your mother would be heartbroken."

"No of course not; I just hoped that it would be alright if I brought a date."

Oh no, not another one of his 'friends'.

"Dad, are you there?"

"Yes, yes; I'm here. Now you know it's only supposed to be a small gathering. I don't know if Esme was planning on any more guests than we already invited."

He's not getting away from Rosalie that easily.

"Well, I'm sure you could make an exception for Rosalie."

What was that?

"Uh, what was that son?"

"You know Rosalie, your mechanic. Yeah, uh, well, she's really hot dad. You failed to mention that to me when you gave me her number."

Praise the heavens, he's not an idiot after all!

"Well of course we could make an exception for Rosalie. I'm sure Esme wouldn't mind one more guest. The more the merrier they always say."

"I gotta go dad, I'll see you and mom tonight."

Well isn't that something? I knew those two wouldn't need much help. If only I could say the same for Edward and Jasper.

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Edward.

Another one of my dad's famous 'gatherings'. That word only meant one thing to me. My dad shoving girls in my face, willing me to date one of them.

They were all the same; money grabbing skanks who didn't know the first thing about love, or trust. There had been a time when I wanted all of that; a family and a wife to spoil.

Not anymore.

All it took was one bad experience for me to see the light. When it came to me and girls, they were only after one thing; no not sex, money.

Our family had money, and a lot of it. Each of us boys had made our own small fortunes; add that on top of mom and dad's sizable trust funds, and we were worth more than most women could fathom. Honestly though, the money didn't matter to me; as long as I was doing what I loved, and had my family.

Of course I loved the benefits of having extra money to spend, it made life a whole lot easier. I just couldn't believe that there was someone out there who felt the same. If there was, I'd never met her.

I pulled up to the house just as Emmett was getting out of his oversized car with a gorgeous blonde.

Here we go again, Emmett must have brought his 'dinner date' with him tonight.

"Edward, brother! Long time no see. Come over here and meet Rosie."

Rosie? What is she a hooker? He must have gotten a date from an escort service again. I don't blame him, at least it will keep dad off his back about getting married.

"Hi Rosie, I'm Edward."

Rosie proceeded to smack my brother in the back of the head.

Huh, this chicks a fiery one isn't she?

"Please excuse Emmett; he must not have heard me tell him 20 times in the car to call me Rosalie; it's nice to meet you Edward. Emmett has told me nothing about you."

I threw my head back and laughed. This girl was unbelievable; she was no hooker, just someone who might be able to give Emmett a run for his money."

"Tell me Rosalie; how did you and my brother meet?"

Emmett chose this moment to chime in. "That's a long story really, how about we talk about it later. Come on Rosie, let's go inside."

Smack.

"Alright, alright, I get it. Rosalie, would you care to join me in the house?"

"I'd love to Emmett."

This girl was gold. I wonder how long Em can hold on to her.

I followed Emmett and Rosalie inside, and discovered that we were probably the last ones to get here. For once my father was true to his word, it actually was a small gathering; and my eyes were immediately drawn to a petite brunette in the corner of the room.

What is she doing here?

And then I got it. My dad was trying to set me up.

Oh no; not this time dad.

This meant that she was just as I feared, after my money. We'll see if I can do her a favor, and not give her any false hope. I don't like to be mean, but my father is being delusional if he thinks I'm going to date her.

I saw Jasper over at the bar, and went to join him for a drink. He and I were definitely on the same page; I wonder which girl is destined for Jasper?

"Jasper, you read my mind." I threw my arm around his shoulder as I came up behind him.

"Dad got one for you too huh?"

"Yeah, the brunette over there in the corner. How about you?"

"The tiny girl over by Aunt Elizabeth. It's hard to see her though; Aunt Liz is blocking the view."

If I didn't know any better, I would guess Jasper was distraught by that fact.

"Well then, here's to another long night making small talk." I raised my glass to Jasper just as Emmett and Rosalie decided to join us.

"Jasper, brother! Let me introduce you to Rosie…"

Smack

"…I mean Rosalie. Rosalie, this is my other brother Jasper. He's the oldest of the three."

Jasper looked at me briefly with raised eyebrows; he must have caught on to the fact that Rosalie was a force to be reckoned with, and exactly what Emmett needed.

"It's nice to meet you Rosalie. Tell me; how was Emmett fortunate enough to have you join him this evening?"

Cue Emmett. "That's not important…"

Cue Rosalie. Smack.

"I'd love to tell you how we met Jasper. You see, Emmett was in quite a bind yesterday; his car broke down. Your father Carlisle happens to be one of my best customers, and gave Emmett here my number."

It's all making sense now; Emmett's embarrassed.

"Why Rosalie, are you saying that you are a mechanic, and fixed my dear brother's car?" I was laying it on pretty thick.

"Why yes Edward, that's exactly what I'm saying. Your brother here needed little old me to come and fix his car."

I love this girl; too bad I couldn't find someone like her.

"Alright everyone, laugh all you want. I Emmett, do not know how to fix my car. But no worries, now I've got my little Rosie, I mean Rosalie to help me out with that."

Emmett just about got another whack to the head, but thankfully caught himself.

"And what praytell, are two handsome young men doing here alone at the bar? Shouldn't you have dates as well?" Rosalie asked the million dollar question.

"If it were up to my father, we would have dates; but no t to worry. See the brunette over in the corner there? Yes, my father has strategically brought her here this fine evening to parade her in front of me."

(Now, if I were a smart man, I would have registered the panicked looks on Rosalie and Jasper's faces, but I didn't and made the biggest ass of myself imaginable.)

"They're all the same, the women my father picks for me. Money grabbing girls who expect me to spoil them the rest of their lives. I've already got this one pegged; a struggling artist, aching for some money to start her career. I'm not falling for it."

Everyone was silent.

Everyone was staring at me.

I heard someone clear their throat behind me and my face fell. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck.

I turned slowly to see my mother, and father; arms linked with said brunette who looked about ready to die.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

"Excuse me Carlisle, I…umm."

And then she turned and left.

I'm an ass.

My father was glaring at me with a murderous expression on his face.

My mother was giving me the look; the look that cut me up inside and shredded me until there was nothing left.

Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie were trying to look at something else; but I could see it written across their faces.

Edward's an ass.

Then my mother spoke; if I thought the look would kill me, this had me six feet under.

"Edward, I'm so disappointed."

Then she walked away from me.

"EDWARD! What the hell is wrong with you? How could you treat her that way? Charlie Swan's daughter, my roommate and best friend; how could you do that to her? To me?"

And he was gone, leaving me standing there; mouth half open and eyes wide.

Charlie Swan. The Charlie Swan with more money that even I could fathom.

I was trying to process this information when I felt it, and oh how I deserved it. I deserved infinitely worse.

Whack.

"I can't believe you Edward; how could you be so insensitive? I hope you're planning on making it up to her. Come on Emmett, I don't feel thirsty anymore."

"That's my girl. You should listen to her Edward, she knows what she's talking about."

Then they were gone, leaving me with Jasper.

"I don't know what to say Edward; I can see from the look on your face that you feel awful. I actually for once agree with Emmett; you should listen to Rosalie. Make it up to her Edward. If anyone can do it it's you, but good luck; you're sure going to need it."

Now I'm alone. Still standing there with my mouth half open and my eyes opened wide.

What have I done? When did I become so jaded that I stopped treating people like human beings?

I had some serious life evaluation to do. I was going to make it up to her, if it took the rest of my life; I vowed to make it up to her.

Her. I don't even know her name.

Man I'm an ass.

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