Chapter 5 teaser
"I'm Mary Alice Brandon, Mr. Cullen's stylist. He said that you'd need some clothes for upcoming events. I'm here to fit you and talk about what you'd like to wear."
"Oh," was all I got out before she was dragging me off towards what I knew to be Edward's dressing room. Closing the door behind us she cocked her head and looked at me speculatively. I stared back at her.
"You're pretty," she said. I goggled a bit at her non sequitur.
"Um, thanks?" It came out as a question.
She just grinned widely at me. "Strip!" she ordered.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The Proposal
Chapter 4 teaser
"Edward Cullen's office," Mrs. Cope answered.
"Mrs. Cope, please tell me that you were able to get in touch with Ms. Brandon."
"Indeed I was, sir. She got your earlier message and said that she can be in your office today at four. I told her that was fine."
"Excellent! Thank you. I'll be back at the office within the hour. Please have HR send up a 'New Contractor' packet. Tell IT I'm going to need a laptop and Blackberry as well."
"Certainly, what name should I give them?"
"Isabella Swan."
"Edward Cullen's office," Mrs. Cope answered.
"Mrs. Cope, please tell me that you were able to get in touch with Ms. Brandon."
"Indeed I was, sir. She got your earlier message and said that she can be in your office today at four. I told her that was fine."
"Excellent! Thank you. I'll be back at the office within the hour. Please have HR send up a 'New Contractor' packet. Tell IT I'm going to need a laptop and Blackberry as well."
"Certainly, what name should I give them?"
"Isabella Swan."
Moving On, Chapter 3 pictures
Bella's Interview Blouse,
except hers is white with a black patent leather belt.
Bella's Interview Hairstyle
Moving On
Chapter 3 teaser
"Welcome to Cullen Enterprises, how can I help you?" she asked with a slightly bored tone of voice.
"I have a lunch appointment with Edward Cullen at one o'clock," I replied.
The receptionist's eyes widened slightly and she looked at me with a bit more interest.
"Name, please?"
"Isabella Swan." I swallowed. The receptionist's vague interest in me had served to intensify the nervousness I was feeling.
She glanced down at a list of names on her desk.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, I don't see your name on the list."
"Oh. Um…" I was at a loss. I guessed her list was generated yesterday and probably didn't include lunch meetings set up in the middle of the night. Then I remembered what Mr. Cullen had said when he asked me to meet him.
"Mr. Cullen said that his secretary would be aware of the meeting. Perhaps you could call her?"
The receptionist raised an eyebrow slightly and reached for her phone. I got the impression that she fully expected to be told to toss me out. She dialed the extension quickly and looked me in the eye while waiting for the call to go through.
"Welcome to Cullen Enterprises, how can I help you?" she asked with a slightly bored tone of voice.
"I have a lunch appointment with Edward Cullen at one o'clock," I replied.
The receptionist's eyes widened slightly and she looked at me with a bit more interest.
"Name, please?"
"Isabella Swan." I swallowed. The receptionist's vague interest in me had served to intensify the nervousness I was feeling.
She glanced down at a list of names on her desk.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, I don't see your name on the list."
"Oh. Um…" I was at a loss. I guessed her list was generated yesterday and probably didn't include lunch meetings set up in the middle of the night. Then I remembered what Mr. Cullen had said when he asked me to meet him.
"Mr. Cullen said that his secretary would be aware of the meeting. Perhaps you could call her?"
The receptionist raised an eyebrow slightly and reached for her phone. I got the impression that she fully expected to be told to toss me out. She dialed the extension quickly and looked me in the eye while waiting for the call to go through.
One Headache After Another
Chapter 2 teaser
"So if you're not with Tanya anymore who are you taking to Mom's little shindig next weekend?"
Damn. I had completely forgotten about my mother's annual charity ball and auction. Mom did a great deal of fundraising for the hospital my father ran. The annual charity ball and auction was one of the biggest events of the season.
"I'll go stag. It's no big deal. The plate is already paid for, whether someone eats the food or not is moot."
"You'll throw off Mom's seating chart. You know how she feels about an odd number of people at the table."
"I'm sitting with you, Rose, Mom and Dad and Jasper and Charlotte. It's unlikely that I'll be left out of the conversation."
"C'mon, there's got to be someone who's not so pissed at you that they'll refuse the social event of the season."
"Emmett." My voice held a note of warning. He was aggravating me.
"Edward," he deadpanned, echoing my intonation, "the computer was on and I noticed the unread email and couldn't resist calling."
"Try to resist next time."
"So you're already planning a next time? Who's the lucky girl?" And there we were, back to me.
"No more girls, Emmett. I'm done."
Emmett snorted. "I always did wonder about you, Eddie. So, who's the lucky guy?"
"So if you're not with Tanya anymore who are you taking to Mom's little shindig next weekend?"
Damn. I had completely forgotten about my mother's annual charity ball and auction. Mom did a great deal of fundraising for the hospital my father ran. The annual charity ball and auction was one of the biggest events of the season.
"I'll go stag. It's no big deal. The plate is already paid for, whether someone eats the food or not is moot."
"You'll throw off Mom's seating chart. You know how she feels about an odd number of people at the table."
"I'm sitting with you, Rose, Mom and Dad and Jasper and Charlotte. It's unlikely that I'll be left out of the conversation."
"C'mon, there's got to be someone who's not so pissed at you that they'll refuse the social event of the season."
"Emmett." My voice held a note of warning. He was aggravating me.
"Edward," he deadpanned, echoing my intonation, "the computer was on and I noticed the unread email and couldn't resist calling."
"Try to resist next time."
"So you're already planning a next time? Who's the lucky girl?" And there we were, back to me.
"No more girls, Emmett. I'm done."
Emmett snorted. "I always did wonder about you, Eddie. So, who's the lucky guy?"
A Big Mistake
Chapter 1 Teaser
I grabbed the bar of soap from the soap dish and lathered up the washcloth. I washed myself, enjoying the clean scent of the obviously expensive soap. I squirted facial cleanser into my hand and washed my face before tipping my head back to make sure my hair was thoroughly soaked before reaching for the shampoo bottle. As I lathered up my hair I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of being warm, wet and thoroughly clean. It felt amazing. I tipped my head back to rinse my hair.
"What in the name of…!"
My eyes snapped open and I looked to the open bathroom door. A man stood there, head turned resolutely to the side as he stared intently at the door jamb, one arm raised in front of him as if fending me off.
James' words came floating back to me, "I'm putting you in charge of the job for the evening. Don't fuck it up."
I grabbed the bar of soap from the soap dish and lathered up the washcloth. I washed myself, enjoying the clean scent of the obviously expensive soap. I squirted facial cleanser into my hand and washed my face before tipping my head back to make sure my hair was thoroughly soaked before reaching for the shampoo bottle. As I lathered up my hair I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of being warm, wet and thoroughly clean. It felt amazing. I tipped my head back to rinse my hair.
"What in the name of…!"
My eyes snapped open and I looked to the open bathroom door. A man stood there, head turned resolutely to the side as he stared intently at the door jamb, one arm raised in front of him as if fending me off.
James' words came floating back to me, "I'm putting you in charge of the job for the evening. Don't fuck it up."
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Chapter 33 teaser
“Okay. I’ll just ask Edward…”
“What? Why?” Rose interrupted. “Why do you have to ask Edward? C’mon, Bella, he really has no claim over what you do on your own time.”
“That’s true, but you’re his family…”
She cut me off. “Edward has no say in who I choose to be friends with, Bella. I hope you won’t consider the time we spend together work.”
“Never!” I assured her. She smiled.
“You don’t need Edward’s permission to spend time with your friends, Bella. You can tell him I invited you over, if you really want to, but you don’t need to ask him if it’s okay.”
“What? Why?” Rose interrupted. “Why do you have to ask Edward? C’mon, Bella, he really has no claim over what you do on your own time.”
“That’s true, but you’re his family…”
She cut me off. “Edward has no say in who I choose to be friends with, Bella. I hope you won’t consider the time we spend together work.”
“Never!” I assured her. She smiled.
“You don’t need Edward’s permission to spend time with your friends, Bella. You can tell him I invited you over, if you really want to, but you don’t need to ask him if it’s okay.”
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