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“Bella?” came the distant voice of my best friend and assistant. I groaned, burrowing deeper into my bed. After I got off the phone with Edward, I opened up a bottle of wine.

Or four.

Four bottles of wine, at the time, seemed like a good idea.

Now?

Not so much.

“Isabella Marie Swan-Biers!” barked Rose, ripping the covers from my body. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Leave me alone,” I slurred, glaring at her. “And I’m not Biers anymore, bitch.”

“Unfortunately, your ex-douchebag has yet to sign those divorce papers, so legally, you still are Isabella Biers,” Rose snorted. “Why do you smell like a winery?” She sat down next to me and it made the bed move, which made my stomach lurch. I whimpered, falling out of the bed and crawling to my bathroom to worship the porcelain god. Rose followed me, turning on the shower. “Bells, you’ve got to leave in a half hour. Why are you still drunk? When did you start drinking?”

“Ugh, last night after I got off the phone with Edward,” I said, clinging to my toilet like it was my life raft. “I kind of insulted his vocation and made him feel like a cheap whore. Oh, wait, that’s because he is.”

“Not so cheap, Bells. This guy is costing you more than I paid for my first car and that’s with the blow job I gave the sales guy,” Rose snorted.

“You are such a slut,” I deadpanned, flushing the toilet and heaving my body up.

“I know and I don’t dispute it,” she smirked. 

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I showered after I sent off that email. Rose gave me my schedule for tomorrow’s opening. Pretty much, I was going to be spending a majority of my day getting beautified. I had an appointment at nine to get my body buffed and waxed. Rose was insistent on getting my cooter waved. I don’t know why. It’s not like anyone is going to see it. Certainly not my date. Shortly after that, I was getting my hair cut and highlighted along with my makeup done. Once I was finished with all of the beautification, I’d head back to my apartment to get ready with my sleek, sexy red dress and matching red shoes and bold jewelry.

As I was flipping through pictures of hairdos for the opening tomorrow on my iPad, my cell phone rang. It was a blocked number, but it was around the time that Esme said that Edward would be calling me. I swiped my fingers across the phone screen, answering the call. “Hello?”

“Is this Isabella Swan?” asked a deep, raspy voice.

“Speaking. Is this Edward Masen?” I replied.

He chuckled, his masculine laughter going directly to my pussy. How could a laugh sound so fucking sexy? Gah! I need to get laid! 

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“Is this Isabella Swan?” asked a deep, raspy voice.

“Speaking. Is this Edward Masen?” I replied.

He chuckled, his masculine laughter going directly to my pussy. How could a laugh sound so fucking sexy? Gah! I need to get laid! “This is Edward,” he answered. “It’s nice to put a voice to that snarky, witty email.”

“It’s nice to put a voice to that handsome face,” I smirked. “It’s nice to meet you, Edward.”

“You as well, beautiful,” he purred. “I’m honored that you chose me to be your date for the grand opening for the new Swan Towers. I’ve seen them as they were being built and they are gorgeous buildings.”

“Thank you. My father is very proud of them. He designed them himself. Usually, he paid some fancy, schmancy designers and architects to create his hotels, but since Seattle is his home town, he wanted to build these hotels in his own design,” I said. “I’m the interior designer and manager of the hotels.”

“Then, I have no doubt that they will be the most chic, sleekest hotels in Seattle,” Edward murmured. “Have you lived in Seattle all of your life?”

“I was born and raised, only leaving when I was in college and graduate school. You?” I asked.

“I only moved to Seattle in the past ten years, but I’ve lived in Washington all of my life. I lived in a small town about three hours outside of Seattle through high school,” he answered.

“Did you go to college?”

“No, I didn’t. I’d like to though. It just wasn’t in the cards,” Edward said, wistfully, almost sad. “What’s on the agenda for tomorrow? I’m yours all night.”