A/N: This is a mobward story, not kittenward. Please keep that in mind while reading.
Edited 13/04/2015 – Sherry rocks!
God, I hated being late, it was a pet hate, especially when work was involved. This morning I could barely drag one foot in front of the other. I had never felt this hungover in all my life. Just what had I been drinking? I'll be damned if I can remember. Though, if I am honest, my current illness was probably due to the fact that I didn't usually drink, at least to the extent I had last night. I had to admit though, I did have a good time, but was it worth the hangover? Hmm … maybe. Though I did wish, I hadn't let the girls from work convince me to go with them to the New Year's Eve bash at New Moon in the first place. I was too much of a pushover. I hoped I had learned my lesson.
"Morning, Bella!" Kate shouted, a little too loud, as I walked into the café shop. I could see from the expression on her face that she found my predicament amusing. "Running a little late today, are we?" She teased.
"I'm not that late," I muttered, flipping her off, though I knew I was. I shrugged off my jacket and placed it under the counter, along with my bag. I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through the day, especially with Kate's instant nagging. "God, I'm never drinking again," I said, clutching my head. My temple was throbbing and the room was spinning. I prayed I wasn't going to throw up again. I don't think my stomach could handle it again.
"You're a lightweight," Kate said, laughing. "Here, these should help with your headache," she said, handing me painkillers. "And try to drink plenty of water. I'll take most of the workload. You just work on surviving, okay?"
I nodded. I knew I wasn't going to be much help today. I swallowed the pills hoping they would bring me instant relief, but they didn't. I then, headed to the backroom, wondering if I could waste a few hours there, but there was virtually nothing to do. It annoyed me that Irene, our boss, had forced us to come into work today, rather than give us the day off. There had to be some sort of law against it. Perhaps we should join a union.
"So, are you gonna call him?" she asked, as I came back through to stand with her.
At first, I didn't remember who she was talking about, but then, I remembered the guy from the club last night. He was tall, dark and handsome, dressed in a suit, which gave him the Christina Grey appeal. He also had a way with words.
I had spent most of the night locked in his arms. I didn't, however, want to get into it with Kate. "Can't you see I'm ill?" I moaned. "I'm not in the mood for one of your interrogations."
Kate rolled her eyes. "I think you should call him, he was cute and he looked like he had a lot of money."
I groaned, picking up a duster from under the counter. "I'll be in the back if you need me." I hoped she would take the hint and leave me alone.
I only managed to get a few blissful hours away from Kate before I heard her calling my name. I looked out from behind the bookshelf, I was dusting to see her bouncing towards me with a huge smile on her face. I had no idea what she was up to, but I didn't like the look of that smile.
"Didn't you hear me calling you?" She frowned.
I shook my head, playing dumb. "No."
"Well, there was a delivery for you," she said, grabbing my arm and dragging my ass towards the counter.
"For me?" I asked confused, wondering what it could be.
Sitting on the counter was a large basket of flowers. I stopped, staring at it with a blank expression, wondering who the hell could be sending me flowers. Kate, being a little too enthusiastic, grabbed the card and handed it to me. "Open it," she squealed.
"Okay," I mumbled, ripping open the envelope.
I didn't even think there would be florists open on New Year's Day.
I can't stop thinking about you.
I frowned down at the card as I turned the card over, looking to see if there were more, but there was none. Who the hell was Edward?
"I bet it's the guy from last night!" Kate said, as if she had read my thoughts. "Don't you remember his name?"
I shook my head. I didn't think I had actually gotten around to asking him and if he had told me, I certainly didn't remember.
"Did you tell him where you worked?" Kate asked, concerned.
"Oh. Well, I guess that's cute, in a freaky stalker kinda way." She mumbled.
We both fell silent, wondering how he knew where I worked.
"You know, maybe he's been in the café before… Perhaps he recognized you?"
"Maybe." I agreed, but I didn't actually buy it.
"Excuse me." I glanced up to see a man standing at the counter. He was an older man, with a muscular build, and gray streaks in his hair. He looked pretty good for his age. "Can I settle my bill?"
"Sure, I'll just take you over at this register," Kate said, moving behind the counter.
I turned around to look at the basket of flowers. It was made up of white lilies and blue roses. I wondered if it was a coincidence that it was the same colors as the dress I had been wearing last night. I doubted it was.
Hmmm … I suppose it felt nice to have an admirer. No one had ever sent me flowers before. I didn't have much luck with boys.
"So, I heard you met someone?" Seth said, as he leaned against the window as we left the café.
"Yeah," I sighed, pulling my keys out of my bag and locking the door. "You and everyone else in New York."
"What?" He asked, confused.
"Never mind," I said, shaking my head. "It's nothing."
He cocked his eyebrow, telling me he didn't believe me.
I groaned. "It's just Kate. I'm just fed up with her running her mouth, telling everyone about my personal life."
"She's just excited for you."
"Too excited," I argued. "I just wish she would let up. Ya know? I haven't even decided if I'm going to even call him."
I bit my lip as I thought back over the past few days. Edward had been sending me gifts every day. The first day had been the basket of flower. The second day was a fruit basket, that was nice and unusual. On Friday, he had sent me a gift card for Barking Brown. Carmen had informed me that it was a gorgeous little boutique where she got all her dresses from.
Edward had put his cell number on the gift notes from Thursday and Friday, asking me to call him. I guess he thought I had lost his number when I didn't call him after the flowers. I still hadn't called him yet. I wasn't even sure if I should.
There had been no gift today. I admit I was a little disappointed, but at the same time, I couldn't keep stringing him along. I didn't want him to keep wasting money on me.
I wish I could stop thinking about him, he was even haunting my dreams. He was one of the most handsome guys that I had ever met, and the fact that he was interested in me was kind of mind blowing, but I didn't know him. Maybe we weren't compatible, and the fact that he was coming on so hot and heavy did scare me a little. I had so many other priorities to think about. I had my studies and work. Did I really have time for a boyfriend?
"Earth to Bella?" Seth called, snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"Sorry," I said, blinking myself back to reality. "I was just thinking."
Seth laughed. "I could see that."
"So," I said, linking my arm with Seth's, as we began walking down the street. "Any big plans for tonight?"
"Nah, nothing really. I have a friend coming over, though we'll probably just end up playing the X-box."
"Oh, male or female?" I asked, teasing.
"Male." He said, giving me a playful shove.
We stopped walking when we reached the corner of the block, this was Seth's street.
"What about you, any plans for tonight?" he asked, cocking his eyebrow.
"I'm heading over to Maria's," I said, motioning to the bar across the street. "I told the girls I would meet them in there." I shook my head, wondering how they had managed to convince me to go out again. "Though, I'll probably stay for an hour, and then go home to my sofa."
"Rebel," Seth said, laughing.
"Takes one to know one," I smirked, before pulling him into a hug. "See you next Saturday."
"Saturday," he agreed. "Bye, Bella."
I watched him walk down the street, seeing that he got home safely before I crossed the road and headed into Maria's.
"Way-hey!" I heard the girls cry as soon as I walked into the back. I cringed, immediately embarrassed as a roomfull of people turned around to stare at me. I quickly went over to their table, slipping into an empty seat.
Angela flashed me an apologetic smile. "They started drinking this afternoon," she explained, like I couldn't work that out for myself.
I took off my jacket and hung it over the back of my chair and I kicked my bag under the table. I hadn't dressed for a night out. I was hoping to use that as my reason not to stay.
"We need to get Bella a drink," Kate declared, banging her fist on the table. "Waiter!" she roared, before I even had a chance to speak.
I slid down further in my chair. I couldn't wait to get out of here.
"What can I get you?" A young blonde guy asked as he approached the table. He didn't even look old enough to be serving drinks.
"We'll have four shots of tequila," Kate ordered.
"I'm not drinking," I protested.
"We'll have four shots of tequila," Kate said again, as if I hadn't spoken. I didn't know why I bothered. "And four vodkas and coke, better make it diets," she hiccupped.
I sighed. As much as I wanted to leave I knew someone was going to have to watch these two, and make sure they got home safe tonight. I hope that task was going to fall upon Angela.
When the waiter brought over our drinks, Kate pushed two towards me.
"Kate, I'm really not-" I groaned, but got cut off when Carmen caught my attention.
"Hey Bella, isn't that your guy from the club!" Carmen shouted, pointing towards the door.
I turned to see five guys walking through the door, one of definitely was my guy from the club. I flushed, thoroughly embarrassed. I certainly wasn't dressed sexy enough for him to see me, and I didn't want to be caught with these two loud mouths. Hopefully, he wouldn't notice me.
"Edward!" Kate roared, before I had a chance to stop her.
I turned to scowl at her, only to see her frantically waving her arm in the air like a lunatic. Great, there was definitely no way he wouldn't see us now. I sunk down into my chair, willing the ground to swallow me.
"Hey," Edward said from somewhere behind me.
My stomach felt like it was doing somersaults as I slowly turned to see him. He was just as breathtaking as I had remembered. He was wearing a dark blue suit, with a crisp white shirt and blue tie. His hair was sporting a messy look, the kind that just begged you to run my fingers through it.
I moaned quietly as I pictured myself grabbing a hold of his hair, pulling his lips to mine. What was wrong with me?
"Hi," I whispered, pulling myself together.
"Can I get you a drink?" He asked, flashing me a dazzling smile.
"I'm not actually-"
"She'll take a vodka and cola, we all will," Kate said, tilting an empty glass towards him. She was looking pleased with herself. Perhaps she thought she was onto a freebie.
Edward looked at me, waiting for me to confirm that was what I wanted. I nodded, but only because it would mean that he would leave me alone for a few minutes, giving me time to pull myself together. He walked away and I fanned myself with a beer mat, trying to cool down.
The second he was out of earshot, I glared at Kate. "You shouldn't have done that."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," She shrugged, and then she and Carmen giggled to themselves.
"Did you see the body builder?" Carmen said said, elbowing Kate's side. "Grrr!"
I rolled my eyes, they were hopeless. It was like talking to a brick wall. I didn't know why I bothered. I looked over at Angela, glad to see she looked as uncomfortable as I did.
"Your drinks ladies," Edward said, setting a tray of drinks on the table.
Kate hooted in response and I shoot her another glare. She was getting out of control.
"Would you care to join us in the VIP lounge?" He asked, his eyes were resting on me.
"VIP!" Kate and Carmen both squealed, jumping to their feet before I had the chance to answer him.
I sighed. I guess we were going to the VIP lounge. I got up and grabbed my things and I started to follow Edward through the bar, I only stopped when I felt a tug on my arm.
"I have a lot of studying to do, I'm just gonna go," Angela said as I turned around to face her.
"No!" I moaned. There was no way she was leaving me with them. I tried to grab her arm, but was left grasping at air. I watched as she walked out of the bar. I couldn't deny that I was annoyed with her.
"Bella," Carmen cried, as I turned to face her as she snatched my wrist and started to drag me through the bar towards the back wall. We continued down a corridor, which lead us into a big room.
The four men that had entered with Edward were sitting around two of the four tables in the room. I shook my head when I saw Kate was already sitting on one of their knees. It was a slim man, with long, wavy brown hair. He had his arm around her waist and they were sucking each other's face off.
That was typically Kate.
Edward patted the empty seat beside him. I hesitated before I went over and took the seat, offering him a small smile.
Carmen sat down beside me and started flirting with one of the guys across the table. She wasn't one for wasting time either. What had I gotten myself into tonight?
I had a sinking feeling that these two were going to hookup and leave me alone, with Edward, and I had no idea what he expected from me. Sure, I liked him, but I didn't do one-night stands like those two did. What would I do if I got myself into an awkward situation, I couldn't get myself out of?
"So, you didn't call?" Edward said, handing me a glass. He had a mischievous smile on his face so I knew he wasn't hurt by the fact that I hadn't called, he was only teasing me.
"I … ah … I was going to," I stuttered, feeling my face flush.
"Didn't you like my gifts?" He chuckled. "Perhaps I'll need to buy you something more expensive."
"No," I answered, a little too quickly. "Your gifts were lovely. Thank you, but please don't buy me anymore."
"She doesn't like people spending money on her," Carmen chipped in.
I glared at her, warning her to butt out.
"I've never met a woman who didn't enjoy getting lavished in gifts," Edward smirked. "I like a challenge."
I bit my tongue to stop myself from telling him that this was a challenge that he wouldn't win.