A/N: Someone reviewed and asked me when Edward and Bella finally ~do it~, and basically the answer to that is in the first chapter, sort of. The first chapter takes place in October, two months after the amazing sexual encounter. Then basically the rest of the story is building up to that point. Then, we'll explore what happens after. I hope that answered your question. Thanks for reading! :)

Office Affairs

Chapter Eighteen

July 26, 2011

The next day proves to be an extremely busy day at the office for me. Edward was still playing his little game of not talking to me, but we'd been bouncing around the kissing topic for enough days now that I needed to say something. Angela's words about his affair with his father's mistress rung in my ears. It made me wonder if he could use a woman to get back at his father, would he use me the same way to get back at Alice?

I decide for the first time ever, to go in Edward's office and confront him. Grabbing a coffee provided by Angela, I strolled over to his office. Each step getting stronger and stronger than the last one.

I open the door without knocking and there in front of me is Edward. He's knee deep in paperwork, and I feel bad for disturbing him, but I need to talk with him. About the kiss, about…I don't know. I place the coffee in front of him and wait. Wait until he notices me.

Eventually he looks up, finding me standing in his office, watching him.

"Wow, I guess you don't knock," he says in a far off tone.

"I figured I didn't have to," I say.

"Well, since you're here, you might as well sit with me," he says, his tone is laced with something.

"Alright," I agree, sitting on his plush chair.

His office is much bigger than my own, him being the CEO and all. I take in all the pictures on the walls. There are pictures of a older man with blonde hair and a beautiful woman with honey colored hair. Their smiles seem genuine, their laughter pure. In some of the pictures Edward was there, and a small framed photo on the wall showed a young Alice and Edward. I recognize the people in the pictures barely, as Edward's mom and dad, Carlisle and Esme.

"Your parents were always so beautiful," I say after a long dull.

"They were." Edward agrees, his eyes harden.

The beautiful woman Esme was gone, and I immediately felt guilty.

"I'm sorry…," I try to say, "for your loss, Esme was really wonderful."

"Who told you my mother was dead?" he stands, bellowing, his voice fierce and strong.

"I-uh-Jasper told me," I whisper frightened, "Jasper, Alice's boyfriend…I wanted to know, and Angela…she…yeah."

"I see," his eyes narrow.

"Again," I pause, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," he says somberly.

"If you want to talk about it I-"

Edward cuts me off before I can say anything.

"I don't talk about that time with anyone," he says.

I remember him telling me a little about it, that he regrets himself then. That he regrets what he did to Alice. I wonder if he regrets sleeping with Elizabeth. I don't say this, instead I move closer, closer to him.

"Why did you kiss me?" I whisper.

"Because…," he breathes.

"Because, why?" I ask.

"Because…I couldn't help it," he says.

He looks like he's about to kiss me again.

His breath fans my face, sweet honey coating my features. He leans in closer, closer, closer. He cranes his neck over the spacious desk and as his lips are nearly on mine, the door opens and we fly apart. We fly apart as quickly as the two ends of a magnet. Ironically we're also drawn to each other like one.

"I'm….uh…," comes Angela's soft voice, "sorry for interrupting, I was just bringing you the paperwork for your trip."

She walks in confidently, as if she didn't know what was happening at all. As if she didn't me about Elizabeth, as if she didn't know the secrets in this place. She walks out swiftly after placing the paperwork on his desk, the door closes and we're once again, alone.

I think about what would have happened if she hadn't walked in. We probably would have been making out right now. I would have gotten a better taste of his lips, or something like that. My face is a bit flushed, and the way that Edward is staring at me doesn't help.

"I couldn't help it either," I murmur, getting out of the chair, and leaving the office.

Everyday it was getting harder to avoid him, his advances. The way he smelled lingered in my head all the time, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I succumbed to him. I just hoped that no one would get hurt.

Especially me.