Chapter 17 Teaser

"Come on, we're late," he snapped as he held her coat for her. Hey, he did have some class and he knew when to use his manners.

He ushered them out of the apartment and they quickly made their way into the car that was waiting at the entrance for them. He nodded at the driver that opened the door and snorted when the guy's eyeballs almost popped out of his head as Anna slithered into the car, being sure to show plenty of skin. If she wasn't so good in bed and didn't come from one of the most respected families in Chicago, he would have ended things with her long ago.

The thrill of taking her from Edward wore off quickly, especially when he realized Edward seemed to be more relieved than anything to be rid of her. It should have tipped him off when he managed to find his way into her bed...well Edward's if you wanted to get technical, with relative ease, but with Edward Cullen you could never tell. He was one cool fucking customer, that was for damn sure.

He wondered how easy it would be to get into Isabella's bed. He actually shivered as he imagined how she would look, naked, ready and waiting until he fucked her and kept fucking her until she begged him to stop. He knew though, judging from the few times he'd seen Edward and Isabella at functions over the years, there was no way in hell she'd ever cheat on Edward...none. He didn't believe in things like love, fidelity, or hell even honesty for that matter, but one look at Isabella and the way she looked at Edward, was enough to make her untouchable...especially for someone like him.

Didn't mean he couldn't dream though, now did it?

Anna huffed as they sped toward the opera house. She couldn't get out of her mind what her friend, Yvette, had told her earlier in the day when they were getting their nails done. Yvette and Chase had been at the same restaurant Edward and Isabella happened to be eating at the night before. Of course they were there for very different reasons, seeing as Chase was Yvette's lover and not her husband, so they had chosen someplace off the beaten path so to speak to eat before adjourning to their hotel room. Yvette kept going on and on about how different Edward appeared; how he couldn't stop touching or kissing his wife, and how blissfully happy he'd looked. Yvette swore she'd never seen anything as intense...or as hot, as the way Edward and Isabella had gazed at each other. She gleefully admitted it made her dalliance with Chase even more frantic than usual; not that she was complaining in the least.