Five Days of Holiday Hell

Chapter One

Bella Swan would say she had quite the imagination. She loved fantasy and horror, enjoyed the occasional space opera and even dabbled in some role-playing games. In the five by five space on the office floor, her imagination worked in overdrive. How else did someone get through the bullshit that was an eight to five job with some of the laziest coworkers in the company?

Lauren Mallory leaned against Bella's desk, as she popped her bubble gum for the tenth time in the last hour, this time on the tail end of the latest office gossip. The new guy was to die for and nothing like the other IT nerds. Edward Masen was Grade A fantasy material.

Bella's current fantasy was for Lauren's bubble gum to suddenly become sentient and pop her instead. She could easily picture Lauren's perfect chignon inflate along with her cheeks, bigger and bigger until POP! She didn't care about office gossip or the width of Edward's finger span.

Fucking amateur. How the man sat gave a better idea of the size of his tool.

"Do you have a point in which you will walk away? Unlike you, I have work to do, Lauren." Bella tapped her fingernails on the desk and offered Lauren a smile, well aware of how the noise annoyed Lauren.

Lauren's left eye started to twitch.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The sneer Lauren sent her barely a registered at a 3.5 on a Bitch Face Meter. It also made her ruby red lipstick smear her upper teeth.

A good person would tell her about it, but there was none of those around, Bella least of all. They were pretty rare, probably because they gave Bella a wide berth since the office Halloween party where her boss, Aro Volterra, of five years announced Lauren's promotion, who'd been there less than a year, was shit at her job but loved to boast that she could make a man come in her mouth in less than five minutes.

Instead of answering Lauren's question, Bella returned her attention to the Braverman's account. The moment her arch-nemesis started to walk away, she mimicked the sound of a sloppy blowjob, instantly stopping Lauren in her tracks.

The sounds didn't start again until Lauren kept moving. "You suck, Bella."

Better than you, Bella thought to herself as she stopped the porny noises.

Someone cleared their throat and she turned to face one of her bosses Carlisle Cullen, a handsome Brad Pittesque blue-eyed God, but with Ryan Reynolds glint in his eyes. The mirth in those blue babies was quite clear, he was used to Bella's brand of humor and antics. However, his companion, a red-faced, six-foot-four lumberjack was not. A flannel-wearing, bear wrestling, mountain man in IT? Had she died and gone to heaven? Was her imagination fueling her spank bank?

Bella grinned, holding out her hand. "You must be Edward Masen, I've heard good things about your hands. Not that's it's relatable to the size of your tool."

Edward's face got redder. It was kind of cute. Too bad Bella was on a man-free diet.