Here is a small look into Bella and Edward's first meeting. This little scene is referenced in chapter one, when our couple is chatting at the dinner table. It's short but sweet, at least I think so.

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BPOV

It had been a long day under the hot Chicago sun with Emmett dragging me around the tournament grounds over and over again. The team he played for had a two hour break in between matches, so we wandered the trade show.

Emmett had just dropped a ton of money - buying a new mask, hopper and barrel - when the sales clerk informed us that the Chicago Rebels would be hosting a signing just outside the tent in a few minutes. Being the overgrown kid that he is, Em insisted we jump into the rapidly forming line. He rummaged through his backpack, pulling out a t-shirt with the event logo and a sharpie marker. Then he handed me the new gun barrel.

"Make sure you get them to sign that for me B, please," he pouted. I nodded my head in agreement, as the crowd erupted into cheers. In between the bodies waiting in line, I could barely make out the red and black jerseys moving towards a table.

"Bella, see that guy sitting in the first chair?" Emmett asked. "That's Edward Cullen, dude's one of the best ballers ever. He designed his own line of guns, too. Crazy shit."

Poking my head around the guy in front of me I saw the sexiest guy ever. He had messy bronze hair and a sculpted jaw. His eyes hidden behind a pair of dark glasses. Even his lips were hot, especially when they turned up into a smile. I couldn't wait to see if he was even better up close.

As the line inched forward Em and I talked about Rose, Nicholas and the new baby on the way. He was so excited about having a little girl to spoil. His eyes lit up and his chest swelled with pride. Talking about his family, made him remember he needed to call and check on his rather pregnant wife.

While he was busy, I took the time to admire the gorgeous paintball hunk. I was surprised to see he had a soft side as well. A young boy about ten years of age had gotten to the table and when Edward asked what he could sign for him the little boy said nothing. He told Edward that he just wanted to come and say hi, but he didn't have anything he could get autographed.

Without thinking twice, the sexy man stood and peeled off his jersey. He then grabbed a sharpie and signed his name to it. After instructing the boy to raise his arms, I watched as he slide it over the boys head. I was so lost in my thoughts of how attractive and seemingly caring this guy was, that I didn't pay attention to what Emmett was saying as he pushed me towards the table..

"Now, make sure you ask him to sign my Stiffy, B" I stepped up, not really giving what Emmett had said any though, as I was far too distracted by Edward taking his glasses off. He looked up and our eyes locked. He gave me a sexy lopsided smile.

"Can you sign my buddy's Stiffy?" I asked in a rush. He eyes went wide, and his jaw dropped. It took me a second to think over what I had just said. "Oh, shit! I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. Well it kind of was." I shoved the barrel towards him. "I meant his barrel, his Stiffy gun barrel."

He chuckled and uncapped a marker, signing his name. "Here you go, sweetie," he handed it back with a wink.

"I, uhh…" I shook my head and bit my lip. "Sorry about that. He's just an overgrown child," I thumbed towards Em. "But, uh, yeah, thanks again."

"No problem. In fact, it was my pleasure."

More outtake will be coming as the story builds. In fact, I have plans for some short drabbles of things that took place before OHP starts. But that wont happen for a little while.

~Ash