Disclaimers: All characters belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. Praise her.

Full Summary:

After going through a horrible divorce, Bella finds herself in Vegas with her best friend Alice in hopes to lose herself and momentarily forget the pain of lost love for a night. One drink leads to another and the next thing she knows is that she's waking up in some strange man's bed- Married! And how will things work out when her unexpected husband refuses a divorce, claiming that their passion filled night had proceeded without protection and a possible pregnancy could in the mix?

One Night in Vegas.

Chapter One.

I lay in bed, the sun's rays dancing across my skin playfully as I laid there still. My head was pounding and my stomach was turning and I knew then that I had succeeded in what I came here for. Drowning my sorrows and forgetting about my failed marriage with Jacob Black. I felt the familiar burn of tears and closed my eyes tighter, hoping to hold them back longer.

I should have known better than to get married. I said yes to Jacob six years ago against my better judgment, and now I was twenty six, divorced and virtually homeless. I not only lost my husband but my best friend as well. Well, my best male friend. After all, I still had Alice. She has always been there for me- through thick and thin.

Rolling over on my side, facing the side of the bed I would find Alice in. I needed to thank her for distracting me from my pain, even if it only lasted a night. "Alice." I said softly, my voice cracking as I spoke, opening my eyes slowly. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the lighting in the hotel room and was instantly shocked. There appeared to be a naked male model in bed next to me where Alice should have been, propped up on his elbow staring a me with a goofy grin on his face.

My eyes slowly trailed from his face down his muscular chest to his... The man chuckled softly, shifting himself slightly as he reached out to me. "Good morning Mrs. Cullen." He said softly, his words leaving his mouth smoothly. "Do you like what you see?" My eyes shot up to his and widened. "Who... what?" I choked, trying to comprehend what was going on. Quickly I pushed myself up and looked around the hotel room for any signs of Alice. Hoping this was her idea of a really bad joke, but then I realized I was just as naked as my model friend to my left. "Oh my god!" I squealed, reaching for anything to cover myself up with. Nothing about this room was familiar, and there was no sign of Alice ever being here.

I tensed when I felt strong arms wrap around me and pull me in to a smooth muscular form. "What on earth are you doing?" His soft voice asked in my ear, his teeth gently nipping at my earlobe. I sucked in a deep breath as an involuntary shiver raced down my spine. "What are you doing?" I hissed as his warm lips began trailing wet kisses down my neck. I gasped as his expert hands turned me in his arms, his finger tips setting fire to my skin as he laid me back down the bed.

I looked up at him, confused, as he held himself over me, a light smirk upon his lips. "Making love to my wife." He replied softly, and before I had time to react his lips crashed to mine and his impatient tongue tore my lips apart and thrusting deep into my mouth. His hands were cupping my breasts, his thumbs caressing my over sensitive nipple causing me to arch into him. A deep moaned ripped from my throat as his knee spread my legs apart, brushing against my wet tender womanhood.

He lifted his mouth from mine and I gasped for air, my finger clawing at the back of his head as his mouth latched to one of my rock hard nipples. I struggled to think as my mysterious man continued to suckle and nip at my sensitive flesh, fondling and touching me in all the right places in mind blowing manner. There was something I missed. Something that should be bothering me...

"Oh!" I moaned, raising my hips and arching my back as I felt his huge manhood enter me. He remained still a moment as I lay panting beneath him, my body trying to accommodate to his size. He looked into my eyes smiling softly as he leaned forward, hovering inches from my face- his hands cupping it gently. His thumb gently caressed my cheeks as his lips brushed ever so slightly against my lips. "Are you ready Mrs. Cullen?" He asked, his lips fluttering against my own once again.

I breathed out softly, closing my eyes wanting... needing him to move. To give us the euphoria we both knew this promised. He rocked his hips slowly against mine and I snaked my arms around his back, enjoying the soft groans and pants escaping his lips. It was good to hear that he was enjoying my body just as much as I was enjoying his. I trailed my hands slowly down his back, my hand roughly grabbing his ass and giving it a tight squeeze and yanking him forward. "Harder!" I demanded.

He chuckled softly in my ear, but complied to my wishes and I began writhing beneath him as he began to pound his long hard length deep inside me. My nails clawed at his back side as I struggled to keep his pace. My moans were roaring from my throat manically and my head thrashed from side to side. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I felt myself quickly nearing that edge I would soon find myself plummeting off of head first into a pool of ecstasy.

His mouth latched to my neck, bitting down hard as my inner walls clamped around him violently. "God!" I cried out, my body trembling beneath him as my orgasm made it's course. He moaned softly in my ear thrusting in to me a few more times before his own orgasm took over, spilling his seed inside of me.

He collapsed on top of me, and laid there in silence. The only sounds in the room was that of our harsh breathing. My arms released him and collapsed to my side and he gently rolled off of me. A small smile slowly formed on my lips. My body was still tingling happily in the after shock of our love making, and I knew, without a doubt, that that was the best sex I had ever had in my life.

My smile quickly faded as my brain slowly defogged and I turned my head to glare at him. He was staring at me again, and his eyes instantly widened at my sudden change of mood. "Bella?" He said softly. "How do you know my name?" I said a little harsher than I meant. " I don't know yours. Do you normally sleep with random people? Are you going to tell me who the hell you are?"

He looked at me shocked for a moment and then he frowned, his eyes full of sadness and disappointment. "I'm Edward Cullen." He replied softly. "And I wouldn't call sleeping with my wife random." I stared at him a moment, trying to digest his word and I instantly felt sick. I was sure my face was drained of all color because Edward moved closer, his eyes now full of concern. "Bella?" He asked cupping my face in his warm hands. "W-wife?" I finally manged to choke out. Edward nodded, his thumbs gently caressing my cheeks.

I swallowed hard, trying to keep down the bile that was quickly rising in my throat. I was married again. Less than twenty-four hours after the end of my first marriage. Go figure. Nothing in my life was every going to go right. I always found a way to make things worse for myself.

Everything around me began to slowly fade, and I could faintly hear Edward's voice frantically calling my name, but I ignored him, letting the darkness take over.

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