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All Nighters –
Outtake/Futuretake
By CaraNo
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So many of you wanted a piece of Karen…
EPOV
"Here you go, love," I say, handing Bella her chicken wrap.
After almost four years of marriage, we still keep up with our Starbucks addiction. It's
where we share our lunches when Jasper doesn't insist that we go to Alice's Bistro.
We may work in the same building, but our hours keep us from seeing each other
often. Well, often enough. We drive to work together in the morning, of course, and
then we drive home together, as well. Around five PM, or something like that. It
depends on meetings and so on. But during the day, we only have our lunches. And…
the occasional meeting in her office… or mine. Can't be helped. As soon as I see her in
her professional attires, making her look like the sexy CEO that she is, I'm a teenager.
It's only when she dresses up like Dee that I'm worse. Oh, don't worry. She may not
work at Girlesque anymore, but she still performs. For me only.
"Thank you," she replies softly, leaning over to kiss my cheek.
She likes it when I don't shave everyday. Apparently, scruff is her thing.
Safe to say, I don't shave everyday.
"So, how did the meeting go?" she asks, smiling curiously.
Because she's genuinely interested in my work.
That still matters so much to me that I notice it each time she asks.
"Good," I respond with a nod. Before continuing, I wipe my mouth with the napkin.
"We decided that it's best that I go to the exhibit in Rome since he's going to
Vancouver next week for the benefit."
Charlie and I rarely work outside of Seattle nowadays. We have a whole team of eager
architects for that. But for seminars, exhibits, and social functions, it's important that
we attend.
"Is that all you're gonna say?" she asks incredulously.
I stifle my amusement.
I go for casual. "What do you mean?"
Unfortunately, my wife can read me too well, and when she narrows her eyes at me, I
know I'm busted.
"Nothing. Never mind," she replies flippantly, returning to her lunch.
Hmph.
So much for letting her drag it out of me. Looks like I'll be the one spilling freely.
Not that I mind.
Especially since I know her work hours. Her business is successful to say the least, and
with her own team of employees, there's nothing stopping her from taking a long
weekend off.
"Bella?" I murmur, leaning over the table. She hides her smile… sort of. I can see the
tugging. "I believe we have an anniversary coming up."
"Mmhmm."
Oh, I'm getting to her.
"Will you please consider spending that anniversary with me in Rome?"
And the Isabella Cullen smile is… my reason for living.
"Yeah?" she whispers, rather shyly, I must say. "You want me to go with you to Rome?"
"Fuck, yeah." I brush my lips over hers. "We haven't gone to Italy together yet. This
must be remedied."
She kisses me back, always with the same eagerness.
"Can't wait," she murmurs, smiling tenderly.
"Me neither."
"E-Edward?"
Shit. That voice…
Bella's expression quickly morphs into one of hatred, and I know that she will cause a
scene if I don't play my cards right. Hell, a part of me wants that scene, and I have no
shame in admitting that Bella's reaction is humbling to me. It matters immensely to
me that she feels so strongly, but… this is not the time, nor the place. So, I plaster a
neutral expression on my face, and then I turn around in my seat to see my ex-wife.
Or, rather, I'm looking over my shoulder to see her there. Yes, she's in shock.
"Hello, Karen," I say.
With narrowed eyes, she actually approaches, so I move over to sit next to Bella
instead. I thread our fingers together, too, because I want it. I won't ever hide my wife,
nor will I be embarrassed. On the contrary, I love having her on my side.
"You're dating Edward ? Really?" She narrows her eyes. "I… I babysat you, Bella," she
says accusingly.
I'm not surprised when Bella's glare vanishes. Because the angelic smile she trades it in
for is nothing short of lethal. For many reasons, but in this case it's for pissing Karen
off. It's going to work.
And dating? I think not. She's my stunning wife, Karen.
"Oh, I remember, Karen," she replies sweetly. "How are you, by the way? I heard you
moved to Portland."
Is it acceptable for me to actually enjoy a little of this?
"Yes, I'm just here to visit a friend." Karen sneers, and that's the moment Bella displays
her left hand on the table. Bad, girl… Oh, how I love you.
I arch a brow at Bella, but she just keeps smiling.
Ah, hell. Fuck it. I want it, too.
With my left hand, I grab my coffee.
Karen turns into an unflattering shade of red.
"You… You're married ?" she grits out through clenched teeth.
"Yes, we are," I tell her before taking a sip of my coffee. "I'm a lucky, lucky bastard."
Bella winks at me, then turns back to Karen.
"I gotta say, Karen. I don't understand how you could ever let Edward go." No, Bella.
Don't. Oh, God… I know my girl. She has no shame. Don't do it. Do it. Don't do it. Do
it. Christ, I can't make up my mind. "I mean… apart from the amazing personality that
I fell in love with like that," she snaps her fingers, "there's also the addictive cock."
She fucking did it.
Quickly, I glance around to make sure no one heard her. Truly, there's not a lot that
embarrasses me anymore, and she's has really turned me into an insatiable man, but…
Christ .
I'm so incredibly torn. She strokes my ego nearly as well as she can stroke my cock, but
I'm still myself. Five years with Bella don't erase the twenty I had with Karen. Twenty
years of boredom. Twenty years where I wasn't enough. Now all of a sudden, I have a
wife that makes me believe I'm some god. It's quite different.
Facing Karen, I don't know whether to laugh or cry. She's impossibly red, and I can
almost feel the anger rolling off her in waves.
"What, I'm just stating the truth." Bella shrugs. "I mean, the orgasms he gives me…
Just… wow , you know? Don't even get me started on his fingers… or his tongue!"
My ears feel so very hot.
"Bella?" I whisper. "I think that's enough."
Plus, I think I'm getting a little turned on to hear my wife talk like that, so I'd rather
take a detour to her office than staying here.
"Edward," Karen growls, effectively ruining my growing erection. "How could you?
She's Renee and Charlie's daughter !"
"No, you're kidding," I deadpan. "Now, was there anything else?"
"Yes, was there anything else?" Bella asks. "Because our lunch is almost over, and I
really need to ride my husband before I go back to work."
I swallow hard.
Blood rushes south, way down south…
How very inappropriate of me, but it's all Isabella's fault.
Karen lets out some odd shriek before storming out, and I cannot even bring myself to
ask if Bella's done with lunch, because I need her. Now.
"Did you notice that she wasn't remarried?" Bella giggles as I usher her into the
elevator in our building. "At least, there was no ring on her finger."

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