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Mr. Cullen

Summary:
Isabella Swan has a good life, ‘good’ being the key word. Her life is just fine and ordinary. But will her world be turned upside down when she gets a job working as a PA for Hollywood’s latest darling? And is he as cold as he seems? First impressions can be very deceiving indeed. Photobucket(Please note its rated adult for a reason. The story contains adult humour, some strong language, and it will have sexual scenes in later chapters.) Chapter 16 is up!


Notes:
Disclaimer: All the wonderful characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.


4. What Just Happened?

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Emmett turned around and in his arms was the cutest British Bulldog I had ever seen. He had chocolate brown eyes and droopy cheeks and stubby little paws.

“Awww, he’s adorable.” I reached to stroke him and he instantly licked my hand.

All the guys began to chuckle, even Cullen.

“You say that now, wait until he gets to know you better; I think you won’t be describing him as adorable for long.” Jasper began to scratch behind Buckingham’s ear. “Ham here is a little bit of a Hell raiser.”

“Ham?” Why would they call the dog something so silly?

Emmett put Buckingham down. “Yep. Edward decided to name him Buckingham, you know, because he is an English bulldog, but it was a bit of a mouthful to say it every time you wanted to call him. So we call him Ham for short or Fucking’em when he lets his inner horny devil come out.”

Cullen hit Emmett on the head, “I told you not to call him that, it might upset his feelings.” He leaned down and began to pet Ham with obvious affection.

It was hard to believe someone as detached and aloof as Cullen could be so loving and protective over a dog, especially considering how he was never like that towards any human. Even though I usually found myself captivated by Cullen’s looks there was never one minute when I believed he was anything but ill-tempered and churlish, but now seeing him play with a fat little dog made me see, even if for the briefest of moments, a different side to him- something I had never encountered before.

We made our way to the table and sat down, except Emmett who went back to the grill to try to salvage the, by now, burnt sausages.


I sat on the chair I had been leaning against, Jasper sat on the closest chair to my right and Cullen sat two chairs down on my left.

I placed my hands on the table and began playing with a napkin ring. “Where has Ham been all this time?” I had been working for Cullen for a month and the dog had never been mentioned.

Jasper began placing food on a couple of plates. “He had a little accident with a chew toy.” He chuckled, “Ham eats everything, and he decided a rubber chicken would be a great meal. He ate so much of it that he had to have two operations to remove all the rubber. The poor thing spent the last month or so recuperating in a dog hotel.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course he would have been in a dog hotel; this was a celebrity dog, after all.

Jasper passed me a plate. He had place a hot dog, a burger, four sausages, a mountain of lettuce, a pile of chips, two little cucumber sandwiches, and a blob of ketchup on my plate. I raised an eyebrow. How was I meant to eat all this?

Emmett sat down and began eating all the burnt sausages, now smothered in ketchup and mayonnaise. All Cullen had on his plate was a stake and a few tomato slices, when he reached for the garlic bread Jasper slapped his hand away reminding him that his next role required a six-pack. At first I thought Cullen would rip Jasper’s head off, but all he did was narrow his eyes and cut into his stake viciously. They had such a strange relationship- to an outsider it would seem Mr Cullen was in control, he was the star after all , but somehow that wasn’t the case; he would grumble and moan over everything Jasper said but in the end he would do whatever Jasper advised. The same went for Emmett, from what I observed over the last month it seemed that Em acted as a sort of pick-me-up. Cullen would sometimes, for no apparent reason, slip into terrible moods; but Emmett was always there to make a joke or slap him around the head and get Cullen back to his normal self. It was odd, but they were like a well-oiled machine, each having their own unique part to play in each other’s lives- if you removed one everything would fall apart.

Around the table everyone was relaxed, Emmett and Jasper kept a constant chatter and I was sporadically sucked into the conversation, they were so silly it was hard not to comment on the stupid stuff they came up with, but as usual Cullen said little. I was beginning to get the impression it was mainly due to my presence.

Emmett began retelling, in great detail, the compromising position he found Floyd Gray in last Friday.

“You should have seen him. His trousers were around his ankles, and his pale white ass was visible for miles, and he was definitely not getting freaky with his wife. I’ve seen her before and she’s a brunette, the woman he was ramming into the wall had bright ginger hair.” Emmett shook his head as if he had been greatly disappointed. “I would never have guessed Gray to be cheater, he’s always so proper and shit.”

I snorted. “All men are cheaters if they are given the chance.” I smirked as I picked up a cucumber sandwich, men always hated to be told stuff like that.

Emmett appeared to be deeply insulted. “What?! How can you say that? I’ll have you know I have never cheated on my girlfriend.”

“That's because Rosalie would hunt you down and castrate you if you did. Sometimes I think of Rosalie as more animal than human, she always looks so mean, like she is going to rip you to shreds and burn the pieces if you turn your back on her.” Jasper relaxed further into his chair and gave Emmett a challenging look.

I heard Cullen grunt. He picked Ham up and turned sideways, away from the conversation.

“What can I say? I like my women with a certain dangerous edge. And you’re right; she is an animal...in the bedroom. ” Emmett gave Jazz a cocky grin. “But at least she looks like a woman and not some twelve year old girl. ”

“You better take that back, Alice doesn’t look twelve.” Jasper was no longer relaxed; he was leaning forward and pointing his finger at Emmett.

“You’re right, I take it back. She looks more like a ten year old.”

Jasper’s jaw dropped and he began waving his finger more furiously at Emmett, just when he was about to start spewing an onslaught of obscenities, Cullen cut in.

“For goodness sake you two, we aren’t having this discussion again. We already agreed that Alice looks young because she is extremely short and that Rosalie looks mean because of the Botox- leave it at that.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, they were so childish. Both Emmet and Jasper were not amused by my reaction, but from the corner of my eye I caught what seemed to be a hint of a smile appear on Cullen’s face. I seriously needed to get my eyes checked.

Jasper crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at Emmett, giving him a We’re-not-finished-yet look, but Em just ignore him and resumed eating.

He poured more ketchup on his sausages as he spoke, “What about you Miss Perfect, do you have a boyfriend?”

The question instantly flustered me. “Umm... yeah, I do.”

Jazz put another cucumber sandwich on my plate. “Well, give us all the details.”

Oh, why did they have to ask me these questions? I hated being centre of attention and I especially hated being asked personal questions because I knew I would end up blushing uncontrollably, even if there was no reason for me to be embarrassed.

“He’s called Jacob, we met in college, we’ve been together for five years, and he works as a mechanic for a Hot Rod manufacturer.” I answered quickly, hoping they wouldn’t ask me more questions.

But Em wasn’t going to let me off the hook so easily. “And has he cheated on you? Is that why you think all men are cheaters?”

“I...Umm... No, I don’t think he has. And I didn’t say all men were cheaters, I said all men would cheat if they were given the chance. I think you’ll find that there is a difference. But that doesn’t matter. I never knew you guys had significant others, tell me all about them.”

I tried to move the conversation to a safe ground. I always felt very uncomfortable talking about someone who I was intimate with. I just didn’t like people knowing that I had a boyfriend, but I didn’t know why that was, maybe it was because they would ask questions that would force me to look closely at my relationship and I preferred to pretend that everything was peachy keen.

My plan worked and the guys were sidetracked into talking about their girlfriends, and how they met them. Cullen sat back with Ham in his lap and would sometimes smile at what Jazz and Em said but he didn’t pitch in with any personal anecdotes about past or present girlfriends- something that didn’t surprise me. I distracted myself by playing once again with the napkin ring and by watching Cullen pet Ham. I wasn’t even aware of how much attention I was giving Cullen’s long fingers until I heard someone clear their throat. I blinked and looked up only to realize it had gone quiet and Jasper and Emmett were now looking intently at me. Of course, I went bright red. I tried to hide my reaction by leaning my head down and pretend to dip my sausage in the ketchup but as I did so, I shyly peaked through the curtain of my hair to see if Cullen had noticed my embarrassment. However, his green eyes weren’t on my face, instead his gaze was fixed on my left hand as I twirled the napkin ring. I was engrossed as I watched him watching me, countless moments neither of us broke our stares, I felt like I couldn’t look away and it appeared Cullen was having the same problem. Even though my full attention was on Cullen’s face I could still hear a slight buzz in the background. Was someone saying something?

“Earth to Bella... Hello? Anyone home?” Jasper poked me in the ribs disturbing my trance like state.

I shook my head, trying to get a grip on reality. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

Jasper’s eyes narrowed as he took in my flushed cheeks and the direction of Cullen’s gaze, but he didn’t comment on what had just transpired, “I was just wondering why you haven’t quit yet, I mean we don’t want you to, but we just wondering why.”

Had a missed an entire section of the conversation? I was sure they were talking about their girlfriends a few minutes ago. How long had I been staring at Cullen’s hands for?

I put the napkin ring down and instantly felt Cullen’s eyes shift to my face. “Well... um... I love my job. Why would I quit something I love?” I was still a bit confused by the sudden change of topic, but I tried to act like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

Emmett reached for the napkin ring and started playing with it. I think he was subtly telling me that he hadn’t missed anything either. “All the others liked their job and then they encountered Edward Cullen and all Hell broke loose.” He flicked the napkin ring in the air. “Do you guys remember Patrick? I think he was the third one. The dude quit after six hours, he said Eddie-boy here was a dick.”

Jasper laughed at the memory “I remember him. But the funniest one was Elyse: the girl couldn’t even look at him, she just tripped and fell and did nothing else. I think she was in love you, Edward.”

Emmett tossed the napkin ring in the air once again. “She wasn’t the funniest. Jessica was the funniest. When she came in with a short mini-skirt and a boob-tube and Edward asked her if she left the rest of her outfit at home. ” Em chuckled. “She was livid, I tell you. She would have cut off your balls right then and there. Now that was hilarious.”

The conversation soon changed and they started talking about Cullen’s next project, but Emmett kept throwing the napkin ring in the air and catching it. Suddenly Cullen reached across to his side, snatched the thing off Em’s hands and slammed it against the table, with a loud thud.

My eyes opened wide. What just happened?

Jasper looked taken back also. “Right...” he tilted his head to one side and the other as if trying to understand something, but in the end he just snorted and got up. “Ok, I’m leaving. It’s getting late and I should get going, I told Alice I would be home before eleven.”

For the first time since Cullen and Jasper had arrived I looked around, and sure enough the sky was now speckled with stars.

“Yep, I should get going too, Rose won’t be happy if she goes to bed and I’m not there.”

We all got up and made our way into the house.

Jasper was already out the door when he popped his head back in again. “Don’t forget that tomorrow is press day. Don’t go to bed late and certainly don’t ignore Bella when she is waking you up tomorrow, Edward. I’ll see you guys bright and early. ” And with that he left, closely followed by Emmett.

I picked up my handbag and checked my phone. It was already 22:19 and Jacob had called three times. How did that happen? I swear I only heard it ring once. It was as if I had spent the entire day in a trance and it I was sure it was all Cullen’s fault.

Today could only be described as weird. Time had gone so fast, and things happened that I was sure were just figments of my imagination. My brain couldn’t cope with all the little things that had taken place, all the information that it had gained. I could feel a migraine approaching. Great.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Ms. Swan, remember to bring my coffee with you.”

Cullen was holding the door open, ready for me to leave, with Buckingham by his side.

Ok, then. He is back to asshole mode.

“I will remember to do so. Is there anything else you require Mr Cullen?” I tried to speak normally but I couldn’t hold back a hint of sarcasm.

Cullen narrowed his eyes. “No, I think that's all. Try to get it to me while it’s still hot and not lukewarm like last time.”

“I shall try my very hardest, Mr Cullen.” I answered. I was about to leave when Ham started whining- he didn’t like being ignored.

I leaned down to stroke Ham to say goodbye, but my clumsy ways took over and I lost my balance, and nearly fell into Cullen’s arms. Thankfully, I managed to control my feet just enough so that I stopped inches away, but it still meant that I was far too close.

I looked up and he looked down, for a couple of minutes we just stared at each other, and for the first time I noticed the hint of blue in his eyes. They were beautiful, hypnotic and captivating. They were the sort of eyes that you wanted to have a closer look at and then never look away again. Buckingham started barking, making me jump back. Cullen took a step away and blinked quickly, however, not quickly enough. I was still able to catch a glimpse of his eyes glazed over- disorientated. I knew exactly how he felt.

“I...I umm...I should get going. Goodnight Mr Cullen.”

Cullen cleared his throat and began shutting the door. “Er, yes. ‘night Ms Swan.”

I started walking down the long drive way but stopped after a few steps.


What the HELL just happened?

I was in shock. Did I just have a moment back there with my boss? With Cullen ? Did we just stare into each other’s eyes?

I shook my head. Of course not. There was no way that I did that... but maybe I did. I didn’t even know anymore, I felt like I spent the entire day asking myself: What just happened?

I needed to lie down and take some painkillers for my migraine. I would think about it all tomorrow.